Losing Ground


Lying in the same bed, yet a barrier separates us
my side versus your side - anger invades our sleep
fall asleep angry…wake up angry
no resolution and few options

Sighs fill the air - no movements are made
my anger dissipates as you turn away
I am unable to hold onto it the way you do

Another day and I don't want to fight
I don't care who wins but I can't keep losing ground
can't keep walking barefoot on the glass shards that surround you
The air is thick with your disapproving glances

You long for yesterday - I long for today
growing weary of the angry tones filled with
what-ifs and constant asking of why things changed
my feet bleed more as each day passes…

Love is present - that much is certain.
Despite belief, sometimes love isn't enough
Binds get stretched tighter
…how far till they break?

With each step
glass presses further into my feet
my lungs fight for air.

Losing ground
losing faith
losing you
…losing me…



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