The Monster in Our Closet

Moment by moment

I stand my watch

in the all encompassing blindness

nothing is seen here

not even a blur

This slight of sight bleeds

only shadows

I can not see

my shaking hands

I own this

My claim it is Forever

that is how long

I am prepared to Prey

Dedication is the mode

Versus one who will betray

Time has command here

Movement, only a pawn

Slow is this moving square by square picture

my eyes adjust to the decor

the scene finally has structure

Jaded by the Dark

And now darkness itself

I still could never misconstrue

The image coming into view

It is a stranger and you

Two men in a rush and haste

Eager to be skin on skin

now framed in a private embrace

Being right is my only part of this display

Quicker than quick I’m betrayed

Every touch is in my rage

Entwining bodies become obscene

And there hiding in between

Is Love, Undeniable Love

rightly placed with Perfect and serene

Adrenaline is making its own path

Moving my thoughts towards anger

Forcing my hand on the trigger

Right and wrong which one will have more power

were down to Reason or anger

Racing past Reason and what is right

My anger slows before Love and Death

next stop Love and Death

Here and now

I am love and death

Frantic would be a step up

Bargaining the way home

The point of no return

Stands so strong

I stand alone

The very thing I seek and covet

Is for this shape, I call a stranger

With Every turning page I endure

I keep pace, as the caged creature

persistent on freedom, no matter

Centered with sinister

we kept the smallest space

My Que has come, to surface

The will to harm and kill, my purpose

Has found another place

As I leave hand in hand with Insight

an urge I will not fight

to rob you of your precious, Money

just the beginning honey, to make things right

And I must thank you, for a beautiful night

the light begins an entrance

secrecy no longer blinds me, My Dear

the future is so clear

and you will know that I was here

By the writing on the mirror

I LOVE YOU TOO !!!

Author's Note

This piece, like all my Poetry is a true to life piece. My Husband of twenty-three plus years betrayed me. His affair with another man slowly destroyed our relationship. Both of us believed that we would remain friends ALWAYS, even if we did not work out as a couple. This was not the case, as you can see if you read my poem Instead. Both of us took things to far. Far away places you that you cannot come back from. So for the metaphor " in the closet " this fits both of us perfectly here. Have you ever known that something was true but you still had to see it for yourself. For the record, I did rob him and enjoyed it. Yes, we were husband and wife but I always made more money than him. So, he always had us keep our money separate. If you are still reading, I thank you and GOD BLESS.

Reviews

[ElizaB]

Thank you for entering.

I like how it ends with love :)

[TheUnrulyWriter]

Like all of your work, this is amazing. This one really interests me, because I have been trying to write and think about grey areas lately. Normally, stealing is bad. But in this case, I think he had it coming.

[TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror]

Unruly you are right stealing is bad its listed as a
Sin. If I read you correctly there is justification. So is it alright to steal as long as we are being Robin Hood or for reasons of revenge. My ex-hubby number 3 is a real DISAPPOINTMENT and to date we are very volatile. There is still court orders in place to protect both of us. He told me the worst thing I ever said to him was, " Have a Karma Appropriate Life " he cant get past it. Thank you for reading
if you like this there are 5 poems about number 3. Thank you so much and God Bless

Sheer Terror

[Michael S]

Excellent Piece :-)
I salute you for your honesty and courage which is reflected in your writings....Really beautiful write
I enjoy reading your work.
love these lines
Jaded by the Dark
And now darkness itself
I still could never misconstrue
The image coming into view
It is a stranger and you
keep up the good work

[Paul Bell]

This must be the greatest betrayal of all. Another woman, you'd expect. To find it was a guy, must have truly sent you nuts. I suppose revenge is just being human. I don't know that you robbed him. After all, what's his is yours. Think that's what they say. Great write. At first i thought you were a sniper.