Inner Woman

It’s been a long while

since you visited me

for hours on end

sneaking your shots

aching where it’s not

I know you’re not there

a missing limb

yet the pain comes in

waves

and then not for a span

My mind seeks

distractions

perhaps sleep

I’m too tired for this

And there once more

Jumping in air

where emptiness

resides

a phantom spikes

white hot

I beg

plead

scream

convulse

the ghost of what was

insists it lives

And perplexed

exhausted

Morpheus

taunts

still awake