Thursday, May 17, 2012

Wrap Me Up..And Unfold Me

How did he know?
He found you.
Lying on the floor.
Do you think he was scared?

Wrapped up in a blanket of his warmth..
You can only manage a weak and halfhearted, "Thanks."

You could have made it look like an accident.
So many possibilities.

You could have jumped out in front of a car, made it look like it was the drivers fault.
But I guess you couldn't have lived (or died) knowing that you would be giving an unfortunate burden to an unfortunate victim.
I know I wouldn't be able to.
No one wants blood on their hands.

I doubt no one would notice if they found your car..
They will say that you just kind of drifted from the lane.

Maybe you just took one-to-many Aspirin for your headache.

Wrap me up...And then unfold me.



You could tell the police.
That you were raped.

But it's too late for that.
You have a daughter now.
She thinks you are her sister.
Because you'd rather her believe that mom "died" than have her think you didn't want her because you were raped.
She is your world.

You could stop taking those painkillers or lighting up.
But your addicted.
And all you can think is, Who'd wanna stop?
I guess it is your choice.

Hold me..

I lost myself again...
And I feel...
Unsafe.

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