Monday, May 16, 2011

Heaven Only Knows...


After dusk and before dawn,
While the world sleeps
It is when her soul begins to tell.
Tales of broken spirits and blighted hopes.
Mask off staring at her reflection
Her eyes depict the story of forever hidden pain...
They tell no lie
She locks the door knowing she can no longer run...
excruciating and forceful in it attempts to escape, it comes.
She can no longer repress it, contain it, evade or deviate from it.
Her shadow catches up. ...
She holds herself knowing their is no substance strong enough to diminish this...
There is no where to go,
no human to turn to,
nor would she allow any mortal to see her this way.
She aches to be embraced
but her heart can't fathom the thought of more scrutiny or torment .
So she plunges further in her solitude and speaks to the only One who always listens.
Her soul begins to cry.
Mourning a childhood innocence she never had,
longing for family, lovers, child who passed.
Subdued heartbreaks she shook off because of her pride.
She seeked detachment in order to survive.
Reigning queen in a platform of lust,
fucking just for fucking until fucking losts its touch.
Craving more than just the flesh,
she loses interest in pleasuring at her best.
Knowing if she digs any deeper she will bleed,
she finds solace in her retreat.
But in this room there is no need to show her strength,
He cradles her vulnerabilty.
So Divine in His inability to judge her even if He holds the key
Her tears overfloweth,
exemplifying the depth of her wounds.
She knows He will heal her one day
but for now her sorrow remains a secret sworn to these four walls. '
The exterior will continue to view her as rational and strong...
the non emotional girl...
but in here...
Heaven only knows...

- Dalia

Written: 12/11/09

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