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The Stranger
Morag,  Morags Written Work

The Stranger

The Stranger

She sits every night alone,
Staring at an empty cup, she cannot groan,
She stands now, unknown to man,
To clear her mind, trying all she can,
Head down, eyes unread; unshown.
She steps to the mirrors sheer glaze,
Staring at a stranger, as though caught in a daze,
Working out, just who she was,
And that was my only cause,
Staring, so that within my head, it was no longer a maze.
Realisation, the SHE is ME,
Yet to all and myself, ME is SHE,
I turned from the mirror, and into the night,
Leaving behind, all that was light,
Saying to myself, "The SHE is ME".
The stranger I somehow am,
Closing my eyes, "DAMN!
How did I not know this before?"
I cannot think, but I'm ME once more,
Coming "Home" from all that was calm.
I stopped dead, for I remembered, I wasn't to know,
Passing the house, where I learned to grow,
I found a place to huddle, where I cry,
Haunting dreams, recurring nightmares, of how I thought I'd die,
Cold air dried my eyes, I lay shivering upon warm snow.
Staring at the sky, "I've got no life,
I have a belief, an angel and my knife!"
To which I know my "Father" SHOULD deserve,
"That's the joy in my life of never having the nerve!
All this time, you caused me strife!"
No friends, no wishes, no...home,
The joy of life, being free to roam,
Hatred boils inside, as O peel off the layers,
"Why, Mum, did you never answer my pleading prayers?"
Eyes closed now, dreaming, "Not the jar, not that...home!"
As light flashes by, I jump, the sound of something not so far,
I open my eyes, just a passing car,
"Let me sleep!" Why does he always keep me awake?
"Why couldn't I be something else? A...snake?"
Slide from my skin...but I'm enclosed in this jar!
Past, present, future, it was all a game,
But now, I lie staring at the sky, no shame,
"I was your punch bag, not your daughter!" He made me cry,
He made me think and feel: 'I'm going to die',
The day you left us, suicidal they said,
You weren't pushed, I must have discreetly lead?
"It's all over now."
I'm happy, he and I will never row,
No, "But because of hate, I'll never know how to love instead!"
"The heart is a burden, just a brick,
"You think it's parent love? Yes, get out quick!
"It speaks only hurt and decite,
"It'll take awhile and be very discreet"
Smiling into the starry sky, "Don't be like me, don't be so thick!"
The story of my life - suffering pain,
Crying in the darkness, never again,
I took love from his life, as he did mine, unable to control the anger,
But I tell you now, the she is the stranger,
"I'm telling you now 'Dad' you were my life's bane!"
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