You disappeared,
without a trace
and left me stranded.
A neglected piece of garbage
on some abandoned highway
I hook at the slightest thought of you
and hope that somehow,
in some twisted way,
I will find you there.
Hiding under the covers,
in the bathroom,
in the closet.
But,
you’re gone,
and this sweaty,
heavy breathing pig
is my only company.
Even my thoughts cannot cover up
the stench that he expels
whenever he breaths my name.
Save me,
is my last thought as he climbs on top,
and rips away the last piece,
the last shred of dignity
I was clinging to.
I hope that you can someday forgive me
for the weaknesses I cling to,
and save me from this world,
I cannot escape.