defeated

Tired, through and through. Worn, washed-out, sick of being played and thrown to the floor. You love me for what I GIVE only because I never ask for anything in return. I'm so tired.

Love....effervescent, time-stopping, body-numbing love. Have you felt it? Does it even exist? Since time began, man has yearned for companionship, and woman has been the slave of her husband, or, as the bible says, "her wanting will be for her husband, and he will have dominion over her." Is that supposed to be a curse, or a blessing? 

Am I supposed to feel comforted by that thought? What about free choice? What if I can't remain in subjection to my so-called husband, and that's if I marry at all? Why should I? 

But what about love? When two people love each other, aren't they really in subjection to each other?  To love, honor, and cherish, with a commitment to remain loyal forever, until death do you part.

Does that even exist anymore? 

Did it ever?

Random free write

Pandemonium reigns supreme
 inside this sacred holy being of velvet
and soft rabbit fur,
I looked away-another blur
flew past my eyes and I saw not
the shadow creature up on top
of rotting hills and mountainsides,
and tears that flowed when God did cry.