|Current Residence: Spokane, Washington|
Remembrance 2RemembranceRemembrance 2 by damina
In the late and dark December,
I did something I dont want to remember.
So I delve deeply into my mind,
To see if I can possibly find.
A way to make me forget.
The brain whispers prayers aloud,
Wishes, might-have-beens, promises vowed.
Internal arguments ensue with ease,
Seeking somehow to appease,
The part of me thats gone.
It hid inside the words I spoke,
In the secret feelings my actions evoked.
My husband remained unaware,
Of the conversations I shared,
With the one I cant forget.
And though the interlude was brief,
He snuck into my heart like a thief.
Now something is wrong deep inside,
Its in the memories I try to hide,
That thing I cant forget.
I stood in my bathroom today
Gazing into the mirror
The torn flesh fell off of my cheek
Like the bugs that dropped from the ceiling
Landing in the sink beneath my chin.
I sat on the cold floor today
Arms wrapped around shaking legs
Raw from the words you launched at me
That scraped against my ears
As the blood seeped into my hair.
I stared at the floor today
Your anger crawled towards me
Disdain saturating my toes
Turning my nails to yellow
While my skin was decayed by disgust.
I lost myself today
On that cold linoleum ground
Tears burning beneath my eyes
Corroding inside my brain
But never venturing out.