Torn
I came home last night
Notes stapled to the door
It caught my sight
I shudder inside
Wondering what it could be
A letter typed
Written just for me
The letter goes
Of a man who lost his wife
A woman that he lost
Has been missing for some time
In the couch she slept
Her silence says all's not fine
Tan skin and pretty eyes
She's been missing all this time...
I slumped back on the chair
Not moved by the letter
Dark clouds hover my thoughts
Pulling me under
The words of my father and ancestors linger
I lost the fight, I buckled further
I cried and cried not wanting to
On my knees and face on the floor
The carpeted floor hugged my cheeks
Flushed from shedding many tears
I rise up to stand
Looking at my reflection on the mirror
Of the one who's about to go down
My soul left me
Only the body left behind
I stepped into the bedroom
Stood still to frown
I crawled under the sheets
And felt the hands against mine
Warm yet not so tender
Not as loving as the Other
I shut my eyes to wonder
Frozen inside
The image of my Lover
Haunting my mind
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