You Want My Surrender

[danieleforcolor]

What am I to be?
Because everything I see
is some dead end travesty, shackle me
give me a shot
and Ill give you a bullet in my brain.
You don't want it all.
It's the parts of me you seek to free,
my polished ways and tailored hands
lay down my will
so you can litigate my limitations,
construct my conversation,
contribute to my alienation.
Give me a brush to paint a prudent prick
and I'll tell you my creativity does not fit on this canvas.

[billy]

is there such a thing as a prudent prick

love the last line.

[danieleforcolor]

haha you're right there probably isn't a truly prudent prick, but thanks!

[nothing_good16]

I really like these lines:
-"give me a shot and Ill give you a bullet in my brain"
-"so you can litigate my limitations, construct my conversation, contribute to my alienation."
-"and I'll tell you my creativity does not fit on this canvas."
I just generally love the passion that is sensed in this poem. I also like how "you don't want it all" kind of seems like a transition to the second part.