Rescue (Picture Prompt #5)

I stand

feet stockinged

water lapping at my toes

as I try to stay above

to keep breathing

to keep living

despite

because of

instead of

the pain that infects my heart

the screams resounding in my mind

ripped silently from my mouth.

Standing a top a crooked table

upon a crooked chair

upon a crooked stack

ready to tumble

ready to break

should I move

replace

step forward

step away.

I long to reach out

to trace my fingers over your lips

to feel them caress my own

to stare into liquid chocolate

to taste the sweetness that we were

that I long for us to be again.

You swore

you promised

you vowed

you were on the level

so why did you rip my heart apart?

Deep within the woods

swamp sucking

I stand awaiting

noose at my neck

will you save me

or will I save myself?

April 8/19

Picture prompt via John @ The Eclectic Contrarian

Word of the Day Via Word of the Day Challenge