One Too Many Times

It was one too many times I felt that back hand Rip fast across my face My tongue no longer had a taste For the rice pudding Left sitting at my hospital bed side The entire make up in the world Couldn’t hide all the bruises I started telling people they were tattoos One of the many excuses I began using so much Until the point they were real to me Forced myself into a new identity That my lies could be true to Since I couldn’t be true to myself I wasn’t selfish My heart and I were Hand in hand Racing to a beat Only we listened to Until my poor heart gave out A shadow of doubt That I would take care of the home That bore the very essence of my soul Reality check One...two..., and In two Was my heart Beating slow Fading rhythms Into a flat line