Hourglass, Spindle and Lifeless Doll
A string wrapped around a spindle
Unwinding as an hourglass marks time
Sand trickles to the chamber below
Marking the moments of my life
Questioning “have you truly lived”
The sound of silence drives me mad
The hourglass drags me back in time
I relive the nightmare of my dread
Memories that should never be
The torture chamber of his design
Unraveled bits intertwined
Screams strangled by the darkness
Night terrors
Rocking to my internal beat
Feeling an ache too deep to express
Betrayal
Confusion
I cannot protect her from him
She seems so small
Holding that lifeless doll
Rocking there on this floor
We share that same internal beat
Together we cry
Together we rock
As the clock strikes midnight
Silence breaks
I am dragged forward
The hourglass sits motionless on his desk
at the bottom a pile of white sand
If only time could truly stop
After winding the string back onto the spindle
I start rocking again
Alone here in the dark
Thinking of her lifeless doll.
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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