one part 2

he snores

this is to be reassuring to me
and it is.

i keep awake
not daring to fall asleep
not daring to breathe louder than a fly
not daring to move for the sake of waking him

i am exulted in my few hours of freedom
a sense of calmness comes over me
a sense of freedom
a sense of hope
goose bumps rise on my skin
from fear of shock
of how little he appreciates me
how little he cares
how little he seems to notice anything i do
the most evil of relationships
and i am trapped
here
with
no
where
else
to
go