On the edge of my bed
is where thoughts of you
break through
the barricades in my head.
How extremely rude.
You haven't changed a bit,
charging in without warning
without caring
issuing orders in that clipped voice
I know so well.
Help me
Take me
Fix me
Obey me
Before you were smug
snuggled under the covers
cradled in my arms
warm and safe
a trace of vulnerability about you
I doubt that you would ever stay
I doubt you would ever leave me.
Help me
Take me
Fix me
Obey me
Don't leave me
Alone with the phantom pains
to remind me that you once
sat on the edge of my bed
and said
you loved me . . .
before you disappeared
Into the shadows of the night.