Ship Wrecked

You used to have your claws in me. Loose enough to tease me with peace and joy, deep enough to make sure I knew I'd never be free.

You used to be my eyes. Making me see what was or wasnt there, what I should be, and what I never could. It's said that eyes are the window to the soul. You placed a dark shade over that window and placed a lock with no key.

You used to have me tangeled in strings. Furiously yanking me like a dunk puppet. Doing things to fulfill the very things you stole from me.

Where have I been? When you asked for my hand I gave my heart. Each and every word you said I fell even more apart. Where have I been? Where did I go, when did I leave?

This isnt about you. Its about the spirit, the demon that took over for way to long and has now over stayed its welcome and left. It left with a trail of cuts from being dragged, and a line of blood from what it took.

I see you, see you screaming and thrashing knowing im not yours. I'm coming back, I'm going home. Here it is, its starting..my life that is.

I was smiling, running as fast as I could. I was running with my eyes shut. Maybe Ill open them now, see the things I dont want to.

ok, ok your asking for honestly? You want it out of me? Yup, im hurt. You caught me. You caught the titanic sinking in all its glory. Blind, thats all I can think of. Did you know? Did you watch the ship being bult and know it would sink and still not say a word? Did you see the warning signs, see the happy faces of the people and shrink back?

Maybe, just maybe you knew that you would get on one of those boats and be ok. What about me? WHAT ABOUT ME? Hmmm. You know I would have jumped. I would have jumped for you.

No, its ok. Dont worry about it, dont worry about me. Are you ok? You sure? Can I help? Hell, here we go again. Your the telescope. You see the beauty of far off things, but not the reality of things right here.

I jumped aboard your ship, jumped and packed NOTHING. Maybe Im unpacking now.