Failed

Written by: Vicky Tsiluma

Like a shadow without a voice
Like poison meant to shutter
You’d rather see me in tatters.

I, your ornamental pleasure by night
Unpaid servant by day.
Watching over your assets
Being a punching bag for your sorrows.

I, expected to stay mum in the decisions you make
And yet pay full circle for their outcome.
Burying myself to let your ego live on
Acquiring imbecility to let your vanity grow.
And I continue to mourn a loss your ‘enlightened’ self
cannot even begin to fathom.
As I wonder what went wrong in ‘Happily ever after.’