“NOTHING…. Simply nothing”
Drooled her Reynolds gel;
Lean long letters
Etched for the puzzled world.
I walk a stranger in a house
They say is mine.
Scarcely breathing,
For the air smells strange.
Looking beyond furniture,
My vision hits the walls.
Build a home within the walls-
They said.But its built
And I am a new piece
That fits nowhere.
“NOTHING….simply nothing”
She was the happiest bride ever seen.
Shamelessly in love
With a stranger from the net.
I search for the confident
Young lady
Who knew her mind,
But she crumbled
Between wrinkled knuckles
That set her in shape.
But the new joints ache
And I wish to be what I was.
Good girls comply
So said silent and whispering voices around.
“NOTHING….simply nothing”
Never heard her complain
Never seen a mark of pain
Then WHY????
Loved, adored, admired, respected
In a world of desks and benches,
Where I carved
Myself, my beliefs
And became the I,
Became the mistress
Of my rented home, Then left it
In a blink of an eye
For a world of dreams
Where my I
Melted into non existence.
NOTHING….simply nothing
No reason for her to grumble
So much of love from her man
And well deserved rest after years of work.
I pushed the stool
With the tip of my toe.
My soul squeezing out
Of tightening fists
Pulling at the noose
And snap! I am out
Looking at myself
Swinging like my mood swings,
Sticking out a tongue
At everyone who will come.
NOTHING….simply nothing
Too vague a suicide note
For a woman
Who had everything.
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