The Other One (Your Mistress)
before I die
I will breath
understand the whys
I see this is not love
you lie and I let you do it
I'm between you and her
hidden as a shadow
reduce to a microbe
a cockroach trying to pleasure you
my mind, heart, body
fighting in a civil war
sometimes my mind wins
but you start the fight again
and my weakness is your best weapon
I've forgotten myself
what do I deserve?
I see you and her
but not me
not even on a picture
the weekend girl
the other one
the one you want but not enough
and I'm dying
my soul is consumed
I don't have tears left
my body has become my enemy
and every Monday
I hate myself
I call for help
I'm still here
waiting, what?
you...a change..to wake up
I'm between your body and heart
you and her
but me? where is my heart
I don't see my eyes
reduce to nothing
feeling a piece of... fire
burning inside
with my lips closed,
my tongue stuck
my thoughts forgotten
my feelings lost.
Copyright © Ruth Miranda | Year Posted 2010
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