THE LAST TIME
She stares into the mirror,
The make-up doesn't hide the pain.
Dinner's cold on the table.
Last night he said, "Never again".
The bruises in time will heal,
Yet how much more can one heart take.
Second in line to the bottle,
Waiting on the next promise he'll break.
It's 10 o'clock and still no word,
He doesn't even bother to call.
He'll come home drunk again tonight,
That's if he comes home at all.
And staring at the clock she knows-
The time has come for change.
When your realize you can't hurt any more,
The quiet confidence is strange.
And he comes in at half past three,
Looking for reasons to pick a fight.
He calls out her name in anger,
But it only echoes in the night.
He searches the house in a frantic-
While his temper rages on,.
Then sees the ring on the table,
Finally realizing she's gone
In his half-drunk stupor he remembers-
Putting his hands to her face.
He remembers the names he called her,
Then he remembers her embrace.
He remembers a day dressed in white,
And her beauty walking the aisle.
He remembers she was in this whole world-
The only thing that made him smile.
And he recalls the other women,
Though, now, he only wonders why.
For all he'd done to her he never thought-
She was strong enough to say goodbye.
How he played on her emotions-
With his lies so well rehearsed.
Last night she cried for the last time,
Tonight he cried for the first.
For my sister, Sherry.
I could not love except where Death
Was mingling his with Beauty's breath -
Or Hymen, Time, and Destiny
Were stalking between her and me.
[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 10-02-1999).]