Friday 26 February 2010

Recovery

I am no longer so depressed.

Look these are cute and funny.



















Saturday 6 February 2010

Deep Breath


I am so alone.

I can't stop crying.

You have destroyed me.

Who I was, I don't even recognise myself any more.

Are you happy now?

Are you happy now?

Now that I am an empty husk, numb from the pain you have inflicted on me.

Are you happy now?

Thursday 4 February 2010

Twilight

I stare up at the sky, lying on my back looking out through my window.

I cant stop thinking about you.

You fill my head like wet sand.

I can't sleep.

I can't eat.

My eyes are bloodshot and sore from crying.


How could you do this and not apologise?

I could forgive you.

But you wont even admit to doing anything wrong.

My heart and body ache.

I have to force myself out of bed.

This hurts so much, the pain is more than I can bare...

How could you do this?

How can you sleep without thinking about what you have done to me?

How can you not say sorry?

Wednesday 3 February 2010

Empty Space

Bright lights fill the sky, sparkling and shining in incandescence.
I watched with wide staring eyes as the lights moved past me in rhythmic sweeps and wild explosions, brilliant colours reflect on the water and on the rows of faces to the right and left of my own.
Strong arms wrap around me and I feel your firm chest press against my back, the warmth of your breath on the back of my neck.
Goosebumps spread up and down my arms, the hairs on the back of my neck raise...
Your grip tightens and you wrest your chin on my shoulder, I lean back into you revelling in the love, comfort, support and protection you symbolises.
A huge eruption of bright lights signal the finale of the New Years Fireworks.
We go home.
We walk through the front door, and there she is. Sitting on your bed.
She looks surprised, I look at you.

You look mortified.

"Who is she?" She asks standing up. She is older than me, taller too. With nicer skin.
"Who is she?" I snap jabbing a finger at her, you swallow and shut your eyes, I turn back to her and notice the shape of her body, the slightly too round stomach and the huge breasts.

Silence.

Bile fills my throat and my stomach gets tight, I step away from her.
I step away from you.
You reach out to grab me and I jerk away turning to walk out.
You reach again and grab my wrist yanking me back.
But I am not staying here with her.
"None of this would have happened if you had just had a baby with me when I asked! I begged you!" You yell, I stop then simply to stare at you, to see if you heard what you just said.

Silence.

I pull myself free of you and walk away.
Outside I realise my cheeks are soaked with tears. I touch my face in surprise and notice people looking at me strangely. I hide my face and hurry on.

You didn't chase after me.

You staid with her.. The pregnant one.

Haiti

Espere

With the radio on
I was awakened from sleep
Turned on the news
as words dominated the screen
“State of Emergency”, it said
“Many feared dead”, it read
An earthquake in Haiti rose me out of my bed
Several days later
Photos released from the scene
Four words came to my mind
Somebody….
Help….
Them….
Please.
now the talk of the town
Every newspaper in sight
Such a Cause for concern
Who will lead Haiti to the light?
An uncertain morning
Afternoons without guarantee
Nights in the darkness
And just a box of clothes from me?
I need to do more
I will help where I can
So many abandoned children
Displaced throughout the entire land
If we all pull together
and help all those in need
My little old box
can turn into millions received
A feeling compared to Katrina
Its a serious problem
Are they still looking for FEMA
or has it already found them?
……A few days later
More donations are on the way
A public Service
announcement
is sent through the waves
Preservation of life ?
Medical attention for some?
I cant imagine what they are going through
Is the aid enough?
News of people that have passed on
It must feel like the end
If everyone does their part
Perhaps this is a tear that we can mend.

by Sherry Tagoe