The Dark Room
Shall I sit upon this chair and watch you mock me over here, shall I bear the bruise upon my lips and spots all over my face when you kiss, and before the morning is done, you have me on the run with blood dripping from my side and the forces you use to penetrate my pride. I begged you desperately to stop but you keep digging underneath my frock searching for the key that would seal your destiny.
You strapped my hands and feet and wrap me up into the sheet, and when it was not enough you slap me in the face with your ice-cold hand and memories run like mad man through the street. You left me cold and sore before you pushed me through the door, and I could hear you and the guards laughing at the door as I tried to regain my dignity.
Shall I look at you once more before I close the promiscuous door? My body is shaking and heart is breaking and this memory will never go away until you wipe your own tears away and be at peace with your destiny. The music has stopped and they found him lying on his back but nature will not rest until you submit to your predicted destiny.
Shall I contemplate my decision when you continue to mock my name and bring me down to shame, I have never said a bad word about you, I have listened to the argument through and through but you never seems to understand that you cannot take the law in your own hand, I sill bear this weakness for you but you lost it when you took off your shoe and when the security escort me towards the gate you became speechless but it was too late.
All I wanted was for us to be friends but you did your thing and went to the gym to punch the bags and place a hundred thousand dollars bribes in the security guard's hands. The guards escorted me off your seductive property with guns held to my head; I wonder how I was not dead when I just escape from your bed.
Upon this paper I give my word, upon these lines I breath with the divine, you have an army behind you but I have courage within me and a giant walking beside me, everyone knows the truth how you have abused all the youth, your dignity is sinking in the ground and the wind is coming to your town.
This is my final word for you, let it go and your dream will come true; If you continue with the tarried, destiny will bring you down and you will never rebound; my heart is true and the universe is listening to you.
Please help me to get out of this dark room.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2025
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