I Wished You Were Dead
But I never said it
Shut your face
inner ramblings
voices in my head
hold your tongue
zip your lips
i never said it
but wanted to
i wished you were dead
my awful thoughts
rehearsed scripts
*
Race for the doorway
flight's request
a frozen fool
stood, zoned in trance
arm's reach
yet puzzled
how love feels like danger
eyes covered by wool
i flinch instinctively
you're unpredictable
is this your confession
mi amor, why your anger?
*
Overhead punches
wall dents
hits meant for me
unruly temper
least, flesh feels no pain
cover for you
yes, i did
out of fear
fear, time and again
does it even count
if no one else can see?
*
Unsaid in hindsight
spared me a worse fate
yet, i screamed in silence
when fists turned red
lies to self
to lie to you better
hoping to deter your violence
inner replays
turned up the volume
still, i never said it
i dared not
i couldn't
but i wished you were dead
***
Author's Note: recollections of my unspoken words during an abusive relationship.
About the Creator
Marilyn Glover
Poetry is my first love of writing and will always be. My debut Jungian-themed chapbook, Shadow's Reprieve, is available now on Amazon.
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