I wake twisted in this blanket that is here to comfort me.
Sweat has seeped into the pillows where my head rested.
I dared to confront my image in the mirror above the dresser
Yes the stains of my tears have left their mark on my skin
The redness remains in my eyes and my lips are swollen
The same ach has it’s grip on my chest so that I can’t breathe
One hand to brush the hair back from my cheek, pulling a bit
While you’re lying next to me in this bed do you hear me cry?
You stir when I move reaching out to take my hand in yours
You pull my wrist to your mouth kissing it ever so gently
Speaking those familiar words, “Baby are you alright?”
I answer that I am fine and assume the position once again
Finding safety in the way our bodies spoon together perfectly
You don’t know of my pain,
I do so well in the hiding of it.
When the sunlight hits my face I will show the world my smile
For each moment I spend with you lessons this heartache
You will never know the power you have to heal my soul
To tell you the truth of it would be to burden you,
my love
I think it stingy of me to take all that you have offered me
When all I can give you in return is my battered heart.
