Awakened…
By the tell-tell sounds
Of muffled sobbings
Her body shaking
As she fought to control
The quaking of her heart
“Baby…
What’s wrong?
Please, don’t cry.”
As my mind rolled and tumbled
Through the darkness of the abyss,
She began…
“What do you think I am?”
she asked
between torturous breaths
now openly crying
“Do you think I’m a sperm bank
some place to deposit your seed
whenever you please
while toying with the rest of me
at your leisure
playing my heart,
effortlessly
is that what you think of me?
Tell me…”
As I pulled myself along
Darkened corridors
Of a smoke-filled maze
{leading out of sleep}
fighting desperately
to get back to reality,
I just stared at her
“Oh…
you ain’t got nothing to say
now, huh?”
This…I heard
As reality slowly seeped
Through the crevices of
Sleep deprivation
As I began to focus
I thought:
“what have I done
To make her feel this way
Was I cold
Have I been callous
Was it something I said
Or, failed to say
This day
Yesterday
Or, somewhere in a past life
When times were gray
And men could only pretend
To care
As I stared at her
Consciously aware
{for the first time}
I smiled
Before I could formulate
My thoughts into words
I felt before I heard
A thunderous clap
As I was slapped
Into her reality
And my nightmare
Neither was fair
And both hurt
Without answering
I stood
Dressed
And walked out the door
Searching…seeking…my reality.
By the tell-tell sounds
Of muffled sobbings
Her body shaking
As she fought to control
The quaking of her heart
“Baby…
What’s wrong?
Please, don’t cry.”
As my mind rolled and tumbled
Through the darkness of the abyss,
She began…
“What do you think I am?”
she asked
between torturous breaths
now openly crying
“Do you think I’m a sperm bank
some place to deposit your seed
whenever you please
while toying with the rest of me
at your leisure
playing my heart,
effortlessly
is that what you think of me?
Tell me…”
As I pulled myself along
Darkened corridors
Of a smoke-filled maze
{leading out of sleep}
fighting desperately
to get back to reality,
I just stared at her
“Oh…
you ain’t got nothing to say
now, huh?”
This…I heard
As reality slowly seeped
Through the crevices of
Sleep deprivation
As I began to focus
I thought:
“what have I done
To make her feel this way
Was I cold
Have I been callous
Was it something I said
Or, failed to say
This day
Yesterday
Or, somewhere in a past life
When times were gray
And men could only pretend
To care
As I stared at her
Consciously aware
{for the first time}
I smiled
Before I could formulate
My thoughts into words
I felt before I heard
A thunderous clap
As I was slapped
Into her reality
And my nightmare
Neither was fair
And both hurt
Without answering
I stood
Dressed
And walked out the door
Searching…seeking…my reality.