Saturday, August 2, 2014

Life on Hold

Alone with my thoughts
And the blinking of the smoke detector light
Staring at the wall
And the contrast of the pillow case
That doesn't blend quite right
My mind slips
My emotions crack amongst the heavy,
Relentless,
thoughts that plague
Drool seeps from the corner of my lips
Like the proverbial dam
That has just been ripped open inside

I said I wouldn't do this again
To myself. To them.
They said they wouldn't do this again
To me. To him.
These thoughts wash blankly
Like pen to hotel paper.

I miss my home
The life I've made with you
That's all I want
Is to be in your arms

Instead I listen to strangers through the walls
Strangers who become my solace,
My comfort
I am not alone in this vapid pit of darkness
Not alone with these torments and struggles
Tomorrow morning will go on
Bringing me one day closer to you

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