The Tea Party
The doorbell rang
Miss Grief is visiting again
All in black - a withered widow
With the silver ornaments around her neck she fiddles
Dark circles, bloodshot eyes
She turns away, like everyone else she tries
Denying my very own existence
I let her in, I have to be persistent
Wasn't this supposed to be my job - turn away from her?
Her behaviour so many questions stirs
However, I am patient, here for her
Throw her out? To me it would never have occurred
She tells me too - today
It is here that she plans to stay
I`d better try to entertain her
That would be a no brainer
Of all devoted pupils she chose me
Again, so often she insists
I don`t oppose, I just need to prepare
All her other sisters I am to summon, then it would be fair
A container for my tears I have to find
Some hankies, lots of them - and lots of wine
We will throw a party at my place
All of you are welcome here to stay
Long-lasting connections I have built
They are so completely real
Nothing from my life I can erase
They are here to remind me, plead my case
Their twisted love I should embrace
It`s the only type that I seem to ever face
And that is fine, cause it all seems so complicated
No more things I am to be involved in, I`d rather get eradicated
With them it is too late
They are my destiny, my fate
It is not pleasant, I am the only one to see
There are these witnesses around me
They made me swear an oath
I am committed now, and so resolved
Vouching for me in return, they`re here
If it had never happened, they would have disappeared
They would have gone to someone else instead
To someone who should not be dead
Like me who`s hanging on a thread
Nobody would like that being said
That`s why I am appreciative, thankful
I will be there attentive, and not at all resentful
I`ll make some tea, and offer them my food
And hope they`ll stay, /but not for good/
These guests I get so used to - there is no one else
My life`s most invaluable spells
At some point they will go their way
But here for a while they have to stay
To them I have to tend now
For as long as they are around
I should give them my affections - they do exist
Pretending otherwise would throw me into an abyss
I would do what they require
I would give them my whole world, entire
They would stay for many nights and days
Whatever, whatever this entails!
Otherwise - they`ll chase me, they will stalk me
Their numerous disguises will provoke me
Like shadows lurking in the darkness
Their blades - so threatening - the sharpness!
Their steps behind me all the time
Echoing within my head, they will remind me of my crime
I would never slip away, I`m well aware
In the end they`ll stab me - what would be fair!
I`d rather have you, Grief, and all your sisters at my place
I am not strong enough to do the race
So you are welcome here! Stay!
I`ll brew the tea and entertain you - you won`t have to pay!
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