I remember falling
from notions of your treasons,
on your whore's part,
on your second half's part.

I remember drowning
in oceans of your lust
and gathering myself piece by piece
for another blow.

I remember undressing
to be your whore on weekly basis
and shedding tears soon after
on a prayer rug.

I remember fearing
losing you
while quietly looking into your eyes
and letting my heart scream it out.

I remember bleeding
in every fibre of my body
while you laughed quietly watching me
and left me to die

18th April 2010