And then it hit me

Like venom in my face

As u sought to hurt me

You were cowering in your disgrace

As You hurled those jagged stones

Like shards against my skin

With each each stone you cast

You were revealing the devil within.

There was no match for your anger

As i withered against the blows

And you only grew stronger

With each and every stone.

You stood a little taller

As you gathered all your strength

As over me you me towered

To spit upon my face.

You duly appointed you

As Witness,  jury and judge

And named yourself executioner

Of the very bride you once loved.

But the wounded woman before you

Is not the bearer of these sins

She is merely the mirror

That taunts your conscience within. In her image you see your faults and every wrong you’ve done

Her eyes reveal,  your sins concealed

As you cast another one.

And with the final blow

You think it’s finally done,

As you cast the final stone

And await the freedom you have won.

But the accusations you once spewed

Now rattle in your mind

As on you they tattle

Of the evil lurking inside.

There’s no quiet in the silence

No solace in your sleep

No reward for the justice

You were certain you would reap.

There is only you alone now

With blood upon your hands

And the dam’d spot, it won’t come off

As you walk on,  a man condemned.


A Charade

It seems to me all a charade,

Just say what you’re wanting to say.

Why continue living this game,

Why go on in  agonizing pain?

You say, ‘Who knows what will happen now?

We’ll see what the future holds,”

but even now, you can’t even look at me,

As the heartache has taken its toll.

Love was lost so long ago,

what is it we are waiting for,

it’s too late to turn back now,

it’s too hard to close this door.

And so the draft come barreling in,

As our hearts grow colder still,

towards love, towards each other, towards all others,

as ever weaker grows the will.

And so we continue to lay our heads,

on the same cold and heartless bed,

Only to rise once again,

In the morning, our thoughts left unsaid.

And so, the emptiness continues to grow,

With indifference latched in tow,

And sweet bitterness takes ahold,

Until we are ready to let it go.

Not tonight

You say you walk on egg shells,

but you’re a fucking liar.

You walk on the coals you lit,

one after another.

you say that you are tired

of the constant accusations

just give you a chance you say,

neglecting my heart-wrenching frustrations.

Another skirt, another eyelash,

Batted just your way.

You say, “I have no control over that.”

As you dig into another slice of cake.

You’ve no concern for the hell I’ve endured,

hoping one day you’d notice the pain,

Of the woman in the shadows waiting,

the diamond, now a dead-weighted chain.

She’s the woman you once chased,

with promises of undying love and affection

Now, you simply await your escape,

to finally be rid of your affliction.

She is waiting too,

Like  a moth to a flame, she’s tried.

But what’s been done, can never be undone,

as what was once undying, dies.

She is wretched now, as her shoulders slump this night.

She is preparing to tell her 9 year old son.

Daddy isn’t coming home tonight.