Love Tied Down
© S. Cordeiro 10/22/01

Feeling your arms wrap around my soft waist
Takes away loneliness.
I miss the days, we spent together.
They are now gone,
Along with my sanity
They took me.
Those tall, handsome men in those bright white jackets.
Throwing me in a dark room, with bars on the only window on the door
Having a jacket that holds my arms around my body in place tightly on my body.
The room smelling of gasoline and dust
Feeling the vibrations of the engine as we drive down the road.
Finally,
Being dragged out of the horrible dark room,
That I am now afraid of
And being tied down on a bed
Leather straps with brass buckles holding my wrists and ankles not being able to move.
I lay there
Stoned out of my mind
Thinking of how life has no mercy
It was only a glass pitcher,
That glittered of the rainbows in the sunlight on the windowsill,
On a summer afternoon,
Two droplets of cherry red blood, and my scream of pain...