My Favorite Way To See You

MeganRose

That was my favorite way to see you.

Wearing nothing but your black boxer briefs. Standing tall in the door way. Tattoos exposed. 

You would crawl into bed with me. Tell me you love me. Hold me close.

But this is different.

Everything has shattered now.

You still are wearing nothing but your black boxer briefs. Standing tall in the door way. Tattoos exposed.

But this time is different.

Now you have a knife to your throat; the largest knife you could find in our kitchen.

Now you are red in the face with veins popping out from under your skin.

Now you have an evil look on your face that is from the devil himself.

You tell me that if I leave you that you will slit your throat.

You even cut your left hand open to show me you mean it.

I do not feel safe but I do not want to be responsible for your death.

I am frozen.

I am broken.

I am filled with fear.

This used to be my favorite way to see you, but now it haunts me in my sleep.

I am forever scarred.

Nothing is the same.

This time was different.

 

 

  • Author: MeganRose (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 27th, 2017 16:12
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    HI MEGAN Welcome to MPS ~ Thanks for your second poem which is very very dramatic and an example of how the same scene (but with a different scenario) can express both the ECSTASY and the AGONY of LOVE and the fine line between them. I prefer that it is FANTASY (Gothic) rather than from experience ~ Please enlighten me ! I found it quite scary and now the graphic picture you painted haunts my mind a well ! Thanks for scaring ! Yours BRIAN (UK)

    • MeganRose

      Thank you.
      To enlighten, it is a description of my past relationship. The imagery that would set me on fire in the good parts of our relationship, to the transition of imagery that broke me on the final moments of our relationship. Writing this second poem was hard, and raw, and personal.. but reality and a form of coping for myself.

      • BRIAN & ANGELA

        Thanks MEGAN ~ I'm even more scared now (for You not by You) I am a Gentleman and I deplore Men who could inflict such horror on a beautiful Young Lady. Pleased you found the Poem cathartic. Thinking of you Praying for you ~ YOURS BRIAN ~ Please check my Poems ~ Thanks B.



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