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Rat
by Shonda ChrissonberryEmotionless
Momentless
Motionless
You call.
The unknown placing its cold,
black fingers against my voice.
Nothing comes,
until I realize its you.
"What do you want?"
(to rewind the clock,
the hurt, to make it all
better with the touch of a button}
Your audacity is thick.
Remorse must be your best friend.
The push behind your force.
Pleading for one more second with me.
To see how you are.
Me, I am fine."
{way beyond your control}
My journey has been
tough, but so am I.
My struggles are daily
reminders of how it
could have been with you.
Hell.
Im no longer the
fly in your web.
My name is Shonda.
I have feelings.
A soul that once
belonged to you,
but you consumed me
so horribly.
Smothered the fire
I once had placed
within our union.
You waited to long.
Im lost to you.
If you had only known.
If I had only known.
We would have been different,
and now we are nothing. 06/21/1998 Author's Note: actual phone call made at 5:00a.m. by my estranged husband after 18 months of silence ~ all I could do is laugh and ask for a divorce ~ he refused ~ once again leaving me with all the responsibility
Posted on 01/26/2005
Copyright © 2025 Shonda Chrissonberry
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 01/26/05 at 04:34 AM I relate eerily well with this. Very good. You stared down the devil, and won. |
| Posted by Mark Maxey on 01/26/05 at 01:55 PM very emotional...very truthful...you said your feelings in such a poetic way...this is nice Shonda...:P |
| Posted by Michelle Floyd on 02/01/05 at 06:34 AM I can't imagine having that kind of relationship with someone, despite the fact I've come very close. There is strength in the written word and in freedom. Good job! |
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