Friday, April 18, 2014

Skeleton Flesh

Twenty three hours
It's a long time waiting
Still haven't eaten
Or swallowed a drop
I'm queasy and broken
This can't last much longer
I see your reflection
Though you're not really here
Haunted by the intangible
Frightened by fear
I shake and I tremble
Hoping to feel
Though my marriage is over
It's so very real
This is one thing I'm in control of
Though twisted I know
In the shower I'm shaky
Now I'm cold to the touch
Shivering and convulsing
Numb in the mirror
Perhaps weight loss will happen
And someone will notice
Hooked up to wires
As you hold my hand
And say you won't leave me
That you understand
That you understand
That you understand
That you understand

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