A man stands in the doorway
Like a small child
Angry fists
She lies in her bed
Her head buried in her pillow
She stares at the moon
He speaks to her all the words
She's heard too many times before
And pretty soon she just lets his voice fade away
And she thinks
This was a gradual steel frost
That started with cold feet
And ended with numb hearts
It was once satisfying sex
But now no longer is
It was once filled with all the possibilities
Of new china or old stone
But now it's exaggerated and water-logged
No longer what these hands had intended
And still I cry in my sleep
He always said I was too sensitive
But I say
Least I never meant to make him cry
Least I never meant to make him hurt that way
No, I never meant to make him cry
I never meant to make him hurt that way
Yes it's true
I'm too sensitive but
He takes pleasure in my pain
Yes it's true
I'm too sensitive but
He takes pleasure in my pain
And the unheard hours they fly by
She goes to the window
She puts on a nightgown
And brushes her hair
He's already asleep
By the time she goes to lay back down
She thinks, my God
What I am doing here
My bones have grown tired of his hunger
Of his grey eyes
And I feel that if I were to stay one more night here
I'd die, or explode
Or worse yet, just fade away
And there've been days so dark
When I felt like August
And that I soon too would turn to Fall
He always said I was too sensitive
If I dared to care so much
The world could kill me that way
I wonder if he's only half alive
Or if he simply has always lacked such subtlety
But I say, at least I never meant to make him cry
At least I never meant to make him hurt this way
No, I never meant to make him cry
I never meant to make him hurt this way
Yes it's true
I'm too sensitive but
He takes pleasure in my pain
Yes it's true
I'm too sensitive but
He takes pleasure in my pain
She gets out of bed
And looks at her feet
As though they were the wings for her freedom
She gets up and goes to the drawer
It's a moment in which anything could happen
As she gets out some clothing
Puts them in a bag
And leaves him sleeping
While she heads for the door
Gone
Gone