Out of the Dark

Small talk and smiles,

dim the lights,

cold gel on warm skin…

And there he is!

Heartbeat

fills the tiny room,

tattooing truth

into my broken heart.

I gather her in,

a shield from prying eyes,

my broken baby,

drowning in the dark.

And I know…

But she has to tell me,

has to face this demon down,

her mantra of denial

is no protection now.

She cries,

curled around herself,

lost in the darkness of evil men.

I want to…

rail and rage,

howl with betrayal,

consume every cell

with the fire of this pain.

But she needs to tell me,

to break the chains

that silence

has bound her in.

So I listen,

arms wrapped around her,

heart filled with love,

as each word

slices through me,

until I am nothing,

until I am no one.

And she tells me,

each word twisting her soul,

each word setting her free,

each word a beginning.

And from the darkest darkness,

she gives birth to herself.

November 4, 2017June 9, 2021 by janisinwonderland 6 Comments