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Are you waiting for me?Waiting for me to step aside,To bow out gracefully,All for you to have what’s mine. I’ve watched you slinking around,Sneaking in behind the scenes,Planting seeds and little blooms,Hoping she will tend them. She has a gentle touch,It’s delicate but strong,Oh, the things she does,And she does them to me. Do you want what I have?The love we share,All the things she gives,How she controls my body.  You...

Here I stand bound to you,Chained by history,Restrained by love.  Your words strike me,Ripping through my flesh,Marking me with your pain.  I alone take it,Welcoming your rage,Encouraging the hurt,All for your comfort.  She is rebellious and mocking,Backing you into a corner,Needing to lash out at her,Yet punishing me instead. The poor provincial whipping post,Take, take, take,Leaving me scarred and bleeding.  She sees no...

And I Left

I couldn't bring myself to ask.

The bar was too noisy and people stood shoulder to shoulder. They were all vying for a place at the bar. Music filled the air and it mingled with the laughter and drunken ramblings of its patrons.  I first spotted him as he entered the bar. His black hair was ruffled and his shoulders were hunkered in. The collar of his shabby, oversized peacoat was pulled up so high his face was barely visible. His frame was small, which...

I’m sorry for the things I said,And for the things I couldn’t say,The things I didn’t tell you,Despite knowing that I should. I’m sorry for saying too much,I told you more than you wanted to know,Things you didn’t need to hear,I pushed on through knowing it was wrong. I’m sorry I pushed you away,I did it to ease my own mind,To settle my chaotic thoughts,Even though I knew it meant you’d go. I’m sorry that you’re leaving,T...

Have you ever just missed someone? Not the, oh I should call them kind of missing. I mean the kind where you are sitting right next to each other. You watch them and yearn for their hands, their kisses, and their attention. Where you wake up to a good morning and go to bed with a goodnight, but everything in between is different. You don’t feel them like you used to. They don’t look at you like before. They smile, but it’...

Who are you when the white-hot reality of the day shines down?When there is nowhere left to hide and I see who you are.How clever you are at hiding the truth.What is left of us now that I see you? Who are you when the shadows of deceit are stripped bare?When all the lies that you told come crashing down on me.How you managed to blind me with desire, love, and hope.What am I supposed to do now that I feel heartbroken and f...

You are toxic,Stepping in and out of my life,Treating me as your own personal retreat. All consuming,Taking your fill until there is nothing left,Nothing left but an empty shell,Leaving me to heal,Leaving me to save the damage that you cause. How do you feel?Do you see it?Has leaving me broken made you better?Stronger perhaps?Of course it has. The destroyer of me,Eater of my mind,Breaker of my soul,Not once but multiple t...

There is a battle raging inside you,It’s beating you down,Until you forget which side you’re on,You punish me with your internal war. The war,The constant tug-of-war,Causing endless battles,All between yourself,And I’m caught in the middle. The Middle,Tearing you apart,Tearing me down,Tearing us apart.The battle of do I stay or do I go? Go,Going, gone,Such a small but powerful word,It determines my life,Not just yours,Wha...

Your silence is so loud, It screams into the darkness, Flowing through my brain, Making me feel insane.   The pounding sound, Threatening to tear me down, Running through my heart, Ripping me apart.   Silence is a powerful thing, Louder than spoken words, Especially, as love dies, From all the omissions and lies.   “Speak to me,” I cry, Breaking through the darkness, I deserve to know, Should I go?   Silence is eating my...

Whispered kisses on my cheek.A grin plays on my lips; so coy and so meek.My muscles are sore.In the heat of passion, I begged for more.I stretch my body giving you a show.You aren’t really there, but how could I know?The touching, the kissing, making love until dawn.Now come this morning you are gone.My back has gone cold.Longing to be someone you’d hold.My fingers run along your pillows dent.You never even gave me the sl...

Toxic Pull

Lucy learns the love you want, is not necessarily the one you need.

The rhythmic, pounding bass and the horns of the Imperial March made her sit up, frantically searching for the phone in the dark. Her hand brushed against something cold, and then she heard the crashing sound of the water glass falling to the floor.“Shit,” she mumbled, as she finally wrapped her shaking hand around the phone.She was panicking that she was going to miss him. Only one person on her phone had that ringtone,...

Are you ready to dance? Allow me to help you up,Your steps will be unsteady,Do not fret or worry,I’ll let go when you are ready. Are you ready to perform? The lights are bright,Shining in my eyes,I look to him for support,As he’s helping me to rise. Are you ready to dance? A smile upon my face,Raised on pointed toes,Taking a deep breath,My eyes begin to close. Are you ready to perform? Twirling in tiny circles,My music be...

At a crossroads

Scarlett finds herself at a crossroads

Scarlett had gotten off early from the diner she worked at as a waitress. She was glad to get off work early to surprise her husband. Things had not been good between them for a while now. Rick had lost his job a year ago and had started drinking again. Drinking wasn’t the only habit that had come back. Three years earlier he had been abusive. He had been so abusive Scarlett had miscarried in her fifth month. She didn’t t...