I Lay Alone

I lay still tonight
not a single tear drop shed,
nor a noise to be heard
but the sound of my lungs
exhaling cold air,
thoughts stirring
begging to be known
by him.

I lay hoping
one day I'll repair
all that I've broken
but for now
it's how things must be
until he realizes
how much pain was caused
in past days

I lay wishing
I may burst
into tears,
to feel every ounce of sorrow,
he'll return,
he'll forgive
all I have done
only to prove
my point on love.

I lay unnoticed
by his brown eyes
so sweet,
so tender,
so dark
and uninviting
to all those
who seek comfort.

I lay wanting
to speak every thought,
relief
of my guilt,
his touch of skin
to my body,
nothing more than his love.

I lay tied
to a bed
of pitty and sorow
created by lust and love,
neatly tucked with memories,
unsharred by the mind,
who's owner is
none other than me.