M.I.A. Poem by Stephanie Blodgett

I can feel the tears run down my face, sub-zero, like tiny razor sharp shards of ice slicing though my skin. The torment of my misery has nearly set my body ablaze. I can feel all self-control slipping, running though my veins and seeping out my pores in heavy perspiration. All sense dazed and confused as my racing mind continues to malfunction, further confirming my feelings of complete and total helplessness. Somehow a scream escapes me as the last minute pieces of my sanity turns from something malleable to burning embers as the ashes of what happiness I had are thrown into the vastness of my devastating guilt. A blood-curdling shriek of unbearable pain that can only be calmed by my one, my only, my love. I can almost hear his voice chiming in my ears filled with untamable loving passion. His body embarrassing mine with gentle tenderness. His scent caressing me everywhere… lilac, babies breath, roses, cloves. Being without him would be a lifeless existence constantly fading into empty darkness, forever to be engulfed by my screaming insanity. I would never find my way out of this black abyss that would completely consume me for an eternity of woeful kneeing.