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
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