She woke up breathless

She woke up breathlesstears socking in her eyes...and the pillow beneath her couldn’t handle all the cries Disillusioned by a nightmarethat hasn’t appeared to her in years Was it because her life has crumbledand the years spent has proven inept?Was it because she missed the lifeshe no longer could accept Being imprisoned in her own... Continue Reading →

Missing You Tonight

I miss you… and it’s fucked-up I know,‘cause you’re not mine to miss or want or crave… but I do! I miss your scent, your touch and your smile..I miss giving myself to you… and feel it meltingI miss staring in your eyes without distress…I miss flirting and laughing and … the silence Do you... Continue Reading →

I want OUT…

You know those people who kill themselves and you wonder... WHY? They have everything, they have a good life… I've never seen them cry! I woke up today wanting to shout; “I just want out” Out of this life this marriage this world and my own skin Out of being a mother a daughter a... Continue Reading →

Missing you Tonight…

I miss you... and it’s fucked-up I know, ‘cause you're not mine to miss or want or crave... but I do! I miss your scent, your touch and your smile.. I miss giving myself to you… and feel it melting I miss staring in your eyes without distress... I miss flirting and laughing and ...... Continue Reading →

My Faith in Love

My, in all aspects abusive, husband has destroyed my faith in lasting passion … in the fact that true love exists. I didn’t marry him for anything except to love and be loved. Kalil Gibran explains love by saying: Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself. He threshes you to make you naked.... Continue Reading →

In Silence we Kissed

In secret we met In silence we kissed Heaven be it or earth the vow is now broken How could the soul forget? In silence we kissed In seconds we stopped Could ever something so sinful feel that right? In pride it will pass the yearning, the hunger, and the lust In silence we’ll honour... Continue Reading →

Sex after Abuse

For years I wanted him in our bed... I wanted him to come sleep next to me… to cuddle me and spoon me and kiss my neck while I slept... For years I fantasized about him coming in between my sheets … stoke my body and run his fingers down my back… as he breathed... Continue Reading →

Why I called him!

It never came easy for me to share my thoughts and feelings; it was always hard to find comfort talking and not think... I must sound smart for them to respect me... but I found a friend I can talk to. I never allowed myself that luxury during my marriage. A no judgment zone that... Continue Reading →

I’m still learning

I’m still learning how to not have expectations when u’re around I plan alone and try not think if ever u’re gonna join I see u make arrangements and wonder if u’ll ever ask me to come along   I’m still learning not to care Not to feel and not to show I’m still learning... Continue Reading →

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