Charcoal eyes.
They stare at me.
I cannot discern what they see.
I turn my eyes away when those charcoal eyes stare at me.
I’m under your weight listening to alluring words echoing from your mouth.
Fingers curl into your thick curls and I sigh.
I feel anxious and bubbly.
I can’t believe this is real.
I felt nothing of your kiss and couldn’t remember your words.
My mind wasn’t in the moment.
I wandered away trying to be free of the moment I was in, with you.
You were not aware of my distance as you held me and spoke.
The moment is gone.
I wish you would tell me why you no longer speak with me.
You abused my state of mind
My trust,
My vulnerability,
And threw them away like….
I have insight of who you truly are;
A depressed soul that takes pills to run away your hurt.
Hurt from your abusive father and stepmother.
Hurt from neglect and need for love.
You hide behind the façade of a person in control,
But you’re lost, just like me
And probably searching for….
I want you to feel the pain I went through.
Why did you do it?
I bask in the moments I was away from you,
Until that dreadful day you came when I least expected you.
It began with a hand reaching into my darkness to help me.
I should have never taken your hand.
I should have stayed in my darkness and figured things out for myself.
But you, you, were so persistent
And I fell for your siren.
So this is where I take control, unbeknownst to you.
I shall not fear nor fall prey to any treachery.
I shall be there.
I will be coming for you.
