Life Abuse
Life sometimes, can be an abusive lover
Mood swings, bad temper
…spontaneously
Can take you on a captivating moonlit date,
hold your hand and gaze at you passionately
while you laugh
It can hold your face in its palms
and whisper in a way that only it can
that you are breathtaking,
more than a dream come true
And hours later…punch you in the face it held
slap you with the hand that once held yours
Insult the body it worshiped
Cut its eyes at you with a glare
worse than your enemy can
Life can try to help you up
But in a fit of unimaginable anger,
knock you down again
and kick you until you bleed
and cannot breathe
And just when you take
what you perceive
to be your very last breath,
it will grab you from the ground,
kiss you on the forehead
and begin to patch up your wounds
like it didn’t cause them
You begin to heal with life on your side
Quickly forgetting that life is the one that hurt you
You’re strong and full
and loved again
Until ….
Life loses its temper
Again
