As the sun begins to set pink clouds shroud his arrival with dusk
I steal one last glimpse of the beauty above then slip back and slam the door tight
Darting to each window securing each lock
Blinds pulled down and curtains drawn close
The lamps hastily off not one drop of light invades this self-made coffin
Standing in the middle of the room I no longer hear the birds with songs
The crickets have left
Even the mosquitoes are gone
I take to the couch and curl into a ball
Soft velour cover pulled and snaked tight about my frame
A weak shield from him and his dark games
Moments seem like lifetimes as I sit and pray
That for once this will be the day
That he has forgotten where I live and wishes not my mind to play
Slumber sets in when I let down my guard for only an eye's blink
Dreams begin but nightmares soon invade
He once again has found my secret space
The walls of my mind expand to meet the expectations of his demons
I succumb to the torture throughout the evening
Tighter I curl into a fetal position
My shield has slipped free now belonging to the floor
In repose I whimper but on he goes
Then mercy imposes with dawn's breaking light
His back turns abruptly and he disappears from sight
I wake in a sweat, sleep clinging to my skin
But tonight he will return to begin this all once again...
~Divine Chaos
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