Borrowed

The Auburn sunlight trickled in

Thru the oversized curtains

And painted sorrow

on the tainted hotel room floor

It Didn’t seem right to me when

The truth was scratched out on my skin

My body borrowed, But my soul spent.

And I fell hard at the end of the war.

No one taught me how to weather a storm

Tumultuous waves leave my constitution torn

No I never figured out how to ignore my feelings

The haunting screams thru the dark till the morn

An unseen awakening made itself present

And only added to my wretched lament

I could smell the unwavering apathy

Boiling in the air freely

Yes it was thick as cement in unsaid comment

And I was stifled and choked up in desperation

My eyes were opened and I could finally see

That the love of my life didn’t care about me