Screaming
The wind is howling, bending the trees to their extreme. Thunder overhead, angry arguments so loud. The rain comes down relentless. I am surprised this place I stand in is not washed away.
Your mouth opens to reduce me, your words are snatched away before they reach me. Can you see the trees standing strong, flexible in their strength?
Why can't you see?
The way they are anchored into the ground and let themselves bend so beautifully.
You seem to love me so much that your love has been reduced to hate.
Your words grab my ankles and pull me off my legs.
Time becomes blurred.
The past informing the present, the present lost in the past. You are screaming at the horror you once saw. An endless scream, yelling into eternity.
'I love you so much I hate you', you scream. But the argument overhead is all that's heard.
I am on the floor as you roll over me in your rage.
The past, the present, all disappear and inform each other as if I took this piece of paper and crumpled it in my fist. It becomes hard and unforgiving. The same endless scream.
Everything loving ripped away.
The beauty of your hands on my skin, within and without me, a blur. Something unreal and false. A story told that all your pain washed away.
You tore your clothes off and ran out into the rain, screaming loudly. The trees bending so low. The rain blowing sideways.
Why do you fight?
Endless arguments and pushing away.
You are destroying something beautiful.
Why can't you see?
I realize all the screams, the wind, the thunder are coming from me. 'No stop this endless cruelty, please stop!'
With all your arguments, why can't you fight for me?