A poem I wrote September 6, 1997...ten years ago almost exactly, and as pertinent ever. (All of this is part of my ongoing reflection on what personal issues have brought me to have a relationship with a porn addict to begin with). Ugh.
damsel in distress
I am the girl in the lonely tower
pleading
rescue me, carry me away
from here
At last he comes to take me down
away from this evil place
into his hungry love dungeon
chaining me within my pain
not the kind of rescue I envisioned
all those crazy nights
I am captured by the towerkeeper
lord of all isolation
he chastises me and locks me high up
all I can do is peer out through
my tiny window and hope
my next knight has a better dungeon
than the last
damsel in distress
I am the girl in the lonely tower
pleading
rescue me, carry me away
from here
At last he comes to take me down
away from this evil place
into his hungry love dungeon
chaining me within my pain
not the kind of rescue I envisioned
all those crazy nights
I am captured by the towerkeeper
lord of all isolation
he chastises me and locks me high up
all I can do is peer out through
my tiny window and hope
my next knight has a better dungeon
than the last
No comments:
Post a Comment