I shred my skin to pieces,
These scars are mine alone,
Black blood still drips on the floor as I wait for a doctor,
I rock on this cold hard floor in my hospital ward,
Thinking if I had succeeded I never would have seen you again anyway
Debating
Leaving the hospital I'm in a daze,
Not looking for traffic or even realising how far I have walked
I find myself leaning back against harsh bark,
Screaming,
Until my voice begins to bark too
Sitting,
Thinking,
Unfeeling,
The ground cold and hard beneath me
and yet I am
Numb
I think how stupid I have been,
Selfish,
I will go back to my cell,
The cell which had once been our home
and stare at the walls yet again
I've no more tears to cry,
I sit in my prison
as you sit in your prison cell,
Wondering
Counting down the months, weeks, days, seconds,
Waiting
Author notes
My husband is now out of jail but it destroyed me while he was in.
A contest entry
- & all the pretty flowers in the dust ♥ by Immortal Obscurity.
400 points, ended December 4, 2008, 15 entries
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I can't even begin to imagine what it must have been like for you, but at least you two remained strong and are still together
Sometimes, it's easy for the world to seem like a prison when you're separated from the one you love. Well done & thanks for entering 
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great write ..
good luck in the contest
*Clappy*
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