I wonder when did the knot of our marriage gave him the right to smother my desires? When did my "yes" to his proposal gave him the valour to crush my every "no"? WHEN?
I keep wondering
I keep pondering
While he rips me apart every night
And turns me into a sight
That even my own eyes don't dare to see
Clad in rape is the naked me.
My scars are the ballads he sings repeatedly everyday
Some are new, some are old
Some are fresh, some are cold
But equal is the pain
That flows vigorously adorning my every lane
Wait....He is coming.....Mom!!!Dad!!!!
His loud footsteps are making me insane
Impatient are the caskets in which I hide my rain
I try to get enclosed in the curtain's cape
But his claws form grip around my nape
He picks me up and plummets me down
Now I am going to be the sangfroid that will pacify his frown
His hands race around my waist
In the familiar eerie haste
The pills are forced in my mouth
I resist, I relent as always
And like always they sink down my throat
He removes his belt
That burst out the universe of my flesh
And left are its impressions
On my void black space
Perhaps the meter of his pleasures is dropping
As he now has come to the denouement
He takes the syringe
While my skin cells shrink in terror
Amidst those myraid holes
A new one takes birth
And I am drowned in the transient sleep
While my soul wails for an eternal one
Again I wonder when did the stamp of marriage made rape legal??
When did the shroud of marriage covered my self respect??
WHEN?