Rise, no shineA Poem by Melissa Frosta recurring scenario in the City by the Bay
She opens the curtains
Revealing the loveless existence HIding behind shapeless smiles and routine pleasantries She serves him Hiding the desperation for reassurance Silently pleading to be touched To be longed for To be spoken to Memories abound of endless soft spoken secrets Comfort in the confines of insatiable desire Behind the closed door of a disengaged farewell Resentful silence precedes the tears A heart in need of mending, yet broken beyond repair Seeking consolation Left in despair A lit cigarette Watching life down below Any measure of forethought would surely provide escape But to what ends? The pier is as far as she'd get What a fool No promise of tomorrow renders hopelessness lies create false security Misguided to the point of madness Terms of endearment untrue Somehow it feeds the emptiness
© 2012 Melissa FrostAuthor's Note
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