I was not to be found inside me as I was living inside you .
You promised to be a balsam on my scars
But then your lies were a manifest of our shattering little stars .
A new dawn emerges with its layers and layers of pinks and yellows .
As the sun swallows up my bedroom with satin rays of sunlight I wake....
Sweaty and screaming foolish and alone.
And so I continue on....living each day feeling his sweat and hearing his heavy breath in the back of my mind every time silence creeps up on me .
Later I watch the sun , so naive crawl under the horizon ..and I get restless as dusk approaches for I know that when my head hits that pillow the fight begins ..and he always wins in the end
Carrying my innocence off
Holding it up to the moonlight kicking and screaming until...finally ..he leaves it and walks away while it is raw and naned shaking on the cold ground .
Until a new dawn emerges with its layers and layers of pinks and yellows..-NG♥️