“Morning, 3 a.m.” by Herbert T. Schmidt, Jr.

I wish you away
But you return at night
You intrude
Beating on doors I closed to you
Where I shelter my heart
Where I closet my pain
Where I sit in darkness

I scream stop
The noise of your pounding
Or my heart diminishes
As I am diminished by your leaving
As I am diminished by the ways I sent you away

And you return again
You say nothing
I feel you there
My stomach tenses
My breath catches
You are a ghost
An accusation
A haunting

Where do the tears go that cannot be cried?
Where is the cessation of my sorrow?
How many nights must I endure you?
How many nights will I summon you back to torture me?

Herbert T. Schmidt, Jr.

Photo by L. K. Thayer

© 2011


  1. lkthayer · May 15, 2011

    Very powerful work Herb, haunting.

  2. Susan Hayden · May 15, 2011

    “As I am diminished by the ways I sent you away.”– Don’t I know that story.
    Love + admire your ability to get “write” to work when you’re in the thick of it. Blessings from your Break-Up Sponsor ..

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