Do you remember it?
When I was the first to admit,
I was afraid again to commit...
To a monogamous relationship.
And at the alter...
I passed out into complete darkness.
And when I awakened,
Someone had written 'I Do'...
On my fingertips.
And to this day you say...
I was the one who requested that done?
And no one at the ceremony,
Witnessed any of this?
Even when their faces appear to me,
To be stunned.
Nor can the minister,
Who swears he heard me whisper,
'Please help me get out of this.'
Do you remember it?
When I was the first to admit,
I was afraid again to commit...
To a monogamous relationship?
And every night it seems,
I awaken from a nightmare screaming...
To the feeling of your eyes glaring.
There beside me ensuringly to convince,
I have had nothing but a bad dream!
No.
This can not be so.
All of it was and still is a nightmare.
Recurring one too many nights too often.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem