Nil By Mouth

I wake up each night and feel foolish
Clutching my chest, I sob.
You think all those times had prepared you -
Nights like these you realise you were wrong.

So you curl up, knees to chest,
protecting what lays beneath your breast
- the femur, you've heard is hardest to crack,
forgetting all those betrayed get stabbed in the back,
true to form he sneaks up behind you,
slipping fingers around your spine
whispers "what you're hiding there, deep inside you, can't stop me from taking what's mine"

You think two years was enough
but by now, you of all should know a leopard cannot change it's spots.

You are back to basics at the drawing board
Nil by mouth - Less by heart.