You’re wrong you know?
The darkness does nothing to muffle your cries.
I can still hear you.
You can hide here in the arms of the night.
I’m not going to pull you into the light.
Nor will I try to bring some light to you.
I just wanted you to know
I’m here too.
If you like
I’ll come stand beside you.
Even when you want to stand in the rain,
So no one’ll see your tears.
I’ll stand with you.
You can tell me your story,
And I promise I won’t walk away
We can stay here together, and listen to the rain.
When you feel better and are ready to step back out into the sun.
I’ll wish you only the best.
And when the storms come back, Hope isn’t lost.
Because I’m still here
In the rain
Where you left me.

She is screaming so loudly
                      but only in her head.
For someone has come and stolen all her words.

I fear this time you stayed away too long.
I question what's the sense in seeing you as it only fools me into thinking I belong.
And, we both know I'm not that strong.

Don't open that bottle of Red,  don't remind me of the pretty words I said.
I don't want to kneel beside your bed.
Giving you head.

It only leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

she was never ashamed of her nakedness
   until he stripped her of her dignity.

she never felt so cold and violated
   until his icy words penetrated her.

she feels lost and alone
and seeks protection and warmth in her torn self esteem.

stupid stuff comes out of his mouth
until he says my name.

calcified resentments line my heart, hurt solidifies my bones.
bitter words slip from my lips, apologies from yours.

we use these words like stepping stones to navigate an unpaved road.

promises of something good, something better
are just dressed up lies pulled over my eyes and head like a sweater.


Yet, you refuse to see
the very fabric of me

unraveling.

Once you said I was your mirror.
That I reflected you perfectly.

But, when you saw it would be hard to love me....
you wiped me away as if I were no more than a smudge.

Tainted-Tarnished
Shaken-Shattered

When you look back at what was once us will you see beauty
or
will the image appear dull with the film of regret?