Unanswered Questions, March 8, '06

Why did you do it?

Lending a chaste kiss to my lips,

A distant hope planted in my head,

Self loathing slicing up my flesh-

I finally realized that I was being used.

You say that you were drunk

When we both know you weren’t

You used that excuse five hours to late for it to be the truth.

One passionate kiss kicked

Us off this cliff

Making me wish for the final curtain,

Those jagged rocks below would happily bless us with

You say you were hurt when we both know

You’re playing the wounded soul act

What a actor you are.

Only such a great actor

Would play each card correctly

To lead me blindly by the hand.

A black curtain blocking out the light.

I feel more comfortable in the dark,

Like a panther waiting for her prey.

Your warm body next to mine

Dark eyes watching my every move.

Right then I was your prey.

A huntress not willing to fall

To be claimed by such a trickster,

A fox.

The protest was alive within me but soon I ignored it.

You were romantic,

Enticing me with actions never shown to me before.

You looked me into my eyes

And when I tried to hide behind a black sheet of hair

You brushed it back with gentle fingers promising things I had only dreamed about

Soft lies wrapped carefully around me as I finally gave in

And allowed you to claim your prey.

You worked your lips against mine in a mind blowing act of tenderness

And passion.

I was your prey that night

But when the sun broke the horizon

I knew,

I knew…

I had been used,

It was my mistake.

I had betrayed YOUR better half.

You were not the one I wanted.

But I settled for second best.

The best friend, the roommate of the man that held my heart.

In a way I used you as well.

You were my replacement for HIM.

I know deep within my heart his lips will never caress mine

Like yours did that night.

But the moment the sun flooded my half lidded eyes

I knew

What I had done.

Did your conscious rise up with the sun

as well?

Or did you blow the whole act off as you did before

To all the girls who cared about you in the past.

To the girl who had taken me under her wing and treated me

Like family

When I was lost in the maze within my head.

With soft finger tips, lying eyes and words meant to blind

You led me in the act of betrayal.

Betraying the man my heart yearns for.

Betraying the stranger turned sister.

And betraying myself,

The fractured entity who was lost that night.

Hope you’re happy.

Just a few more heartbreaks to add to your resume.

A.N. This is a Slam Poem, it is meant to be perfomed. I just need some help with it before I perform it in two weeks. Please review with some critism.