Afraid
Why am I afraid
of the pain you inflict?
When you lash out with cruel words
or withdraw your love
Surely after all this time
I am inured to your violent heart
And your words pierce old wounds
Without pain
My heart is cold
At the thought of you
Only fear keeps me smiling
My eyes, no windows to my soul
My anger is deep
A poison
My love is dead
Only fear keeps me smiling
And I want you to die.
Late 2007 – the trauma of my relationship with Lize had reached a crescendo – or so it seemed. Yet it would take another two years to let go. The pain of being with her was only exceeded by the pain of leaving her. She was my drug. My ecstasy. A euphoric high that seemed to take me to the gates of heaven, before plunging me into the depths of hell.