I should have seen it coming ... I felt it coming.
The personal angst, both sitting with their own.
The self-deprecation; the momentary loathing; the struggle to dignify; the failure to clarify -
The ever-triumphant Status Quo!
He speaks; he accuses; he rails and he rants;
He threatens; he shouts; he’s shaking - he’s livid.
I recoil in disbelief; something sinks beyond the grasp of our shared togetherness.
I watch him before me, as i watch us inside me,
Sink.... sink........ drown.
I feel the cold sweat break out, but i don’t feel my hands or my feet.
I feel my heart thumping against my chest, but i don’t feel the warmth of the blood gushing through me.
I dissociate; i levitate.....
I see a woman.
She sits there transfixed, pupils dilated. Then something snaps -
She speaks; she explains; she questions and she battles;
She shouts, her voice hoarse with tears of frustration.
She diminishes; she’s silent.
She’s broken.
She should have seen it coming - the end of the line.
She just didn’t see it coming.
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Published by Mahvash K. M.
A wandering “desi” and a corporate chicken who’s flown the proverbial coop is what I currently am. Have chosen the sultry island of Sri Lanka for my wandering/ experiential activities.
Writing something- anything really, has been on the bucket list for a great old while. Finally putting some pixel energy behind the cause!
This blog will be about a wide gamut of opinions, ideas, characters, storms in teacups, extraterrestrials, food for the soul (and some not so much), space (of the cosmic and personal varieties), cutting edge psychoanalytic analyses, and sunsets (Dysania-struck so probably no sunrises!) – all presented to you from a wide array of coffee shops across my modest globe-trotting sojourns.
Here’s to enjoying the ride together!
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