1000 by Yvette Williams

One thousand, one hundred twenty-two days of heaven
Destroyed by one night of hell
Twenty-six thousand, nine hundred twenty-eight hours of beauty
Depreciated within moments by a beast
One million, six hundred fifteen thousand, six hundred eighty minutes of love
Shattered by your premeditated, self gratifying ejaculation

I feel so cheap
As if my love was merely sex
I feel as if my vagina now has a clearance sticker on it
I see this relationship was like a 36 month long pap exam
--nothing more than a simple examination to search for something that probably wasn't even there anyway

Father Time please heal me
Heal this internal scarring
Please rid the throbbing, painful reminders
Kill everlasting memories that I was ONCE AGAIN something to do...
...instead of someone to love

Mother Nature, take my heart
I can handle no more pain...or at least prescribe an anesthetic
Maybe an anabolic steroid to harden my heart as well as my body
Shit, what's the point in looking like a lady if I'm never treated like one?

I feel raped. Again!
Violated, stripped, and left for dead

The lies, deception, deceit, pain, abuse, apologies, reconciliation, misplaced ejaculations, genuine and malicious orgasms, dishonesty, attacks on my heart and mind and body and soul and womb and very essence of being
Have once again been put on display
to laugh at

My screams of excruciating pain
as usual have gone unnoticed

BUT

Let it be known...

There is only so much pain that can be tolerated
before it and the joke are reciprocated.