Monday, September 24, 2007

• ..more than the heart can take..
  07.23.07

  i remember the night so clearly
  as though i were not impaired
  the quiet of the house
  save the room we shared..
  drunken jokes & poking fun
  & the television on low
  & yet that empty feeling crept in
  with the knock at the door..
  peace turned to chaos
  friend to enemy
  & i was pushed too far,
  his hand at my throat
  & the knife in the wall..
  i slammed the bathroom door
  heard screaming in the hall
  while i cowered by the porcelin thrown..
  anarchy claimed my mind
  memories flooded forth from the depths
  & the pain that laced them
  shattered all logic..
  small white dots in my palm
  seemed the only way to get away
  scooped into my stomache
  & spilled across the floor..
  the door broke loose
  & threats rang clear
  the cops were there,
  out the back i disapeared
  down the path through the soping grass
  the rain disguised the tears
  i stood outside the old folks home
  & hopelessness consumed me..
  a stranger walked from the building
  held, comforted, & prayed for me
  she persuaded me to go home
  handcuffs restrained the hands that had been at my throat
  his eyes showed relief upon seeing me
  but his actions spoke differently
  influenced far too greatly
  his anger controlled him..
  i felt cold, from the inside out
  a feeling difficult to explain
  the way out had started to kick in..
  the lights came & the siren sounded
  an iv dangled from my vein..
  he didn't come along
  i was alone, & felt it.

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