Drinking Alone By Moonlight Poem by Dosvedanya Rashia

The things you say to me
You whom I love, and you whom
Are loved by me
Make my heart return to a former Time
When it lived in a cage, with no food or drink

Do I not recall the days when inside
I would scream and wish;
To simply stop existing?

Or the nights when I would awaken
On my ratty old pillowcases
Sweating like a victim of a dreadful plague
When, weak creature that I am,
I simply dreaded the next day
And the certainty of inordinate humiliation

Your love is like a rape of my soul
Where you have taken me out
Alone to a place where none can find us
And made me vulnerable in order
To destroy everything that I am

But when you kiss my lips, I do remember
The days when I only longed for your glance
With your soft pouting lips of absolute perfection
Combined with your golden skinned perfection
I only wanted you; your body and especially your mind

And now, ungrateful that I am
To have my wishes so exactly answered
I half-way hope to snatch back my heart
From the kettle it is being boiled in

As in a mirror of utter agony
I watch myself become utterly insignificant
As the more you know me, the more you sneer and scoff
As your former good opinion of me is devoured by worms
As you pick apart with needles and sulfuric acid,
That donated organ I placed within your lovely hands.