Next Pair of Shoes

[anirbas]

I'm well aware,
this is the bed I made...
The station I gave myself
in life, when I made
the decisions
I made,
once
upon
a time...

Each time the touch
that leaves me screaming
inside far beyond the realm of much...
Brushes this skin that rivens and shrivels
at this tactile intrusion...I remember
what you said to me...

When I begged and pled for your help...

You made your bed, now lie in it...

And I do...Lie in it...Metaphorically...
I lie and lie and lie and lie...
To build the dream
of a better tomorrow
you didn't
find me
worthy
enough
to have...
Important
enough
to help
me escape
the horror
of my present
nightmare...

You are so, right
my sister...
I made this bed...
And I lie in it...
Literally and metaphorically...
But, only symbolically...
I lie and lie and lie and lie...
But, I'll not lie in this house,
for the rest of my life...

And one of the first truths
that shall leave my lips,
when I live in a house
I do not have to lie in...
My own...Is this...

Now, I can't stand
to look at your face, either...
For in refusing to help me...
You have sanctioned
the very raping of me...

My soul is dying...
And you don't even care...

All you care about,
is keeping up
with the other sister...
And where to buy
your next pair of shoes...

~Sabrina

[bichsa]

utterly emotional,myheart filled with tears,may you know some out here are your sisters and would hold those hands without question,weather pain of old or recently hatched or simply someone elses,know there is Goodness out there who care less about shoes!
peace!C.

[kathylynn]

Very sad write, but well done. Sometimes those we feel we can depend on turn on us.

[anirbas]

Thanks, the both of you...And I know that's right, Kathy Lynn...
I'm just mainlining the realism of my life, creatively this morning...
LOL...Or some such near rot...Nir