"A Moment" with no celebratioin

Well the last week has been wonderful for my weight loss. Have increased my walking dramatically and its really paying off. I’m within a couple of pounds of being at my milestone I’ve been waiting on for so long, however now i have no one to celebrate it with like I once thought I would. I still have a long ways to go before I hit goal but this was going to be a very special celebration, I was really looking forward to it. Well so goes life I suppose, you win some and you lose some . Just never really thought it would be like this. I have a very interesting poem that I can honestly say is one of my favorite works I’ve ever read. It may seem really odd to some and some may understand it. You would have to know me “personally” maybe to understand why its so fitting for me…none the less, it’s a very good piece of work and I wanted to share it with all that would like to read, hope you enjoy, maybe it will touch some ones life like it has mine.

A Moment
by Purity Corrupted ©

For a moment I was the blessed one.
I was the aim of his yearnings,
And I reveled as the focus of his attention.
I was the object of his desire.

For a moment I was the hunted.
The blood of his prey was on his lips,
And I lay wounded before him.
Vulnerable to the killing strike

For a moment I was his.
Wounded and waiting for my little death.
La Petite Mort.
He left. And I died.

Gem ;