sometimes...
sometimes the loneliness threatens to eat me alive.
it tries to devour me in great chomping bites until there is nothing left but pink painted toenails & a pair of silver hoop earrings.
try as i might to outrun it, it seems to have a grand talent for grabbing me by the leg & dragging me back to its gaping jaws full of glistening sharp pointed teeth.
i made a promise & try to abide by it. that's what i do, it's what i said i'd do, i gave my word.
and my word will stand.
and the creature will continue to hide beneath our bed, to ambush me at the most unexpected times.
and i'll continue to tiptoe around the corners of the room in avoidance.
because it is easier to avoid than cope.
it tries to devour me in great chomping bites until there is nothing left but pink painted toenails & a pair of silver hoop earrings.
try as i might to outrun it, it seems to have a grand talent for grabbing me by the leg & dragging me back to its gaping jaws full of glistening sharp pointed teeth.
i made a promise & try to abide by it. that's what i do, it's what i said i'd do, i gave my word.
and my word will stand.
and the creature will continue to hide beneath our bed, to ambush me at the most unexpected times.
and i'll continue to tiptoe around the corners of the room in avoidance.
because it is easier to avoid than cope.