No!
I scream
As my finger
Lingers over
His name

Don’t!
I cry
As I type
Words that
I shouldn’t say

Stop!
I beg
As I push
The button
You can’t rescind

Sorry!
I cry
As I apologize
To the one
Who no longer cares

I thought
I knew love
Once upon
A time
A tall man
With dusty boots
And twang
Made of honey

He put
A crown
Upon my head
Dubbed me
Princess
In his mind
He took
Me into
His bed
Just for
A little time

Life turned
The tiara
Slipped
His shoulders
Slumped
And vinegar
Dripped off
His tongue

The only
Thing
That lasted
Were his
Dusty boots

I find humor
In their wanting
Needy eyes
And grabby hands

I find solace
In their desire
Hungry mouth
And urgent need

I find distraction
In their actions
Pulsing flesh
And heightened glee

I find numbness
In their afterglow
Sweating body
And dreamfilled sleep

I want to
Write
About
Happiness
And sunshine
And tranquility
And what
That means
But my
Experience
Is limited
And
My thoughts
Have no idea
And
My feelings
Are scattered

So I have
Nothing
But words
That don’t rhyme
And random
Moments to ponder
As I watch
This life
Go marching by

From the scars
On my thighs
To the thoughts
And the sighs
To the nights
That I’ve cried
To the people
That I’ve lied
To the smile
I’ve perfected
My secret shield
I’m always protected
To my wish
For the end
A silent plea
That I send
To the pain
That I hold
To a life
Never told
To the reader
Of theses words
Please know
Your voice has been heard