Dirty Sheets

Today I felt

an overwhelming

sense of pain

sadness

an echo

of our past

silence between us

an indication

painful unresolved

stubbornness

fighting to prove

self-righteousness

an elephant sat

in the middle of

our inner hurt

as we skipped

around the complexity

of our loss

after much reflection

I realised I was

at the end of

a rope

seeking significance

the thorn among

the roses

doubt I will

find any meaning

between dirty sheets

and sordid sex scenes

the emptiness of these

pointless, meaningless

cat and mouse

unfulfilling sex-games

diminished my faith

in humanity

eighteen months

a masquerade

did you even

truly see me?

MedusaMoon c2015

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