You Asked Me Why
Youth swam in my eyes
My sight was clouded by adoration
All I perceived was you
You perched on the wall of the dam
Your soft curls danced in the summer breeze
Your shy smirk slowly crawled to the corners of your cheeks
Our lips met for the first time
The years elapsed
You were my muse
Every piece of you was to me
As the moon and stars are
To the obsidian night
You showered me with words of love
But your mind was entwined by something else
Your mind soon consumed your heart
You took what you wanted from me
You touched me in the spaces most sacred
A child trod on seedlings birthed in the young spring’s garden
You burned that sacred garden of my youth
And all that was pure
If you could not seize fruits from the garden,
Rage would swallow you
You would beg me to feed your hunger
And threaten to leave if you were not fed
The script you rehearsed would seep from your tongue
“If you love me”, bear your fruit
“Nothing’s wrong with what I want”
“This is just what lovers do”
A hardened callous replaced a loving heart
What was once warm with life festered to a ragged wound
Sorrow boiled in my lungs
And stuck to my bones
You asked me
Why every breath in your direction was laced with anger
Why every word was woven with pain
You took away the purity of a child
And masked it by calling it love
Copyright © Shannon Elizabeth | Year Posted 2017
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