I Cried For You
When you cried for me, heart
Fallen on calloused knees as I supplicated
Blood thrumming in my ears
yet running cold to my finger tips
Face distorted, eyes tightly shut
but in my mind's eye images projected
in vivid details of learned self deprecation
Crumpled over I surrender to my bloody fate
My insides turned to ash
I'm all but hollow,
weightless and adrift
my essence as it bleeds out
I let go to the numbness. . .
When I cried for you, heart
A collage of said colourfast images
washed lacklustre by a calculated manipulation
Resignation and surrender hung on a pair of windows
barely translucent they give a glimpse
of space as vacant as their dwelling
Oh, I cried for you my heart
but my hands were tied fast twines wound
tight biting and marking my skin
limbs paralysed by a fear of self liberation
So still I lay, lay in this bed of thorns
naturally piercing and commissioned for my benefit
Then, you cried for me, heart
The thrumming quieted
I heard your rhythmic injection
continuing to give me life
Warmth gradually seeped into my being
hollowness filled with a gushing stream of hope
Release me captor of my soul!
Here I stand the sun is yet to set
as I look up, sigh,
My strength regaining I limp, then walk
never to return. . .
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