Topic: 4 Her Eyes
d4tc's photo
Mon 07/06/09 07:26 PM
For her eyes

glasses fit her mood

glasses big as houseflies
held against their will
under scrutiny

one eye black as the other

hiding the fact she was punched
swears she swores! gently smacked

the lie caters her love
deep down under attack

intact and unframed

her eyes light
up the scene

only the scene
was nowhere near
frolicy green

it was blood
on a red carpet

she swore it were wine

so dog on it

I did it

I licked it

and you know

the dna matched
the scene

where a pool of fuel
makes a puddle of ef it

I with a match stick lit
letting go

the drop
slow motioned

then
whoooosh!

im on fire

my first reaction is
of course im hot!

but holy, God!
I look like, Hell!

And as the flames shook
I shook!

not to imitate this feel i was
scared

sacredly sacriligious
in a nonscaredly nonsacriligious
moment of proposterous purportions

shaking thine head furiously

my opponent
looked at these hands

thought damn!
i am hot to death!

and as i rot
the smell of burnt flesh
out me i knew i had demons
that would only tempt her
demons to try new things

making matters worse
i cursed about
the impropability
of jesus made by one
human giving birth

and what i thought was absurd
was only me not knowing
that somethings in life
whether we believe them or not
are as real as we don't believe
them to be


======================

it takes a strong will
to make a man

An even stronger will
to doubt his beliefs

======================



if that was not my mines divine intervention
then i must be at the wrong convention

i know men that will never cry before they die

they show no emotion for a reason
I, not being them
could never explain
how their hate swings
through all seasons unchanged

leaving her two eyes
with four eyes
she cries
over black eyes

Praying that God
would take away his
desire to drink
himself mad

himself, her man
who beats them

her and her kids
on a regular occassion


dying for love;

when is enough?


no photo
Mon 07/06/09 09:56 PM


Incredible....

no photo
Tue 07/07/09 08:51 AM
drinker very cool write

smooched :heart: smooched :heart:

Differentkindofwench's photo
Wed 07/08/09 09:05 PM
You did well with this. The subject matter is rough for me to read, but I make myself read it. Why do I read it? This may sound silly, but if I can work up enough courage to read about this, may be just may be the vibe will deepen and extend to a person that needs to GET OUT. Don't worry about stuff, don't consider "if only", just deal with no more when SAFELY OUT. Well, Wench, WHAT if YOU are the hitter, not the hitteeeee(s). Recognizing that fact is a scary and frustrating moment. Learn to watch yourself. Your reactions, your responses. Then learn to BE the HERO and stop it dead in the thought stage (call for a self-needed time out) to get better control of yourself. My kids helped me deal with learning much needed self control and knew when I requested "they go to their room(s) I need time to adjust" it was a much safer route than ignoring that request. When they were really angry or upset with me, they got the same respect if they needed time to get a grip on themselves too. After all they are my kids, I taught them that way of dealing with anger and frustration, so I had to respect them learning a new way to deal with it too.

LAMom's photo
Thu 07/09/09 10:38 AM
(( J ))))

I have read & re-read,, I am left speechless

In her (Eyes) she shall overcome
In her (Eyes) she shall blossom
In her (Eyes) forgive-ness
in her (Eyes) compassion
In her (Eyes)
:heart:

AngelLight's photo
Thu 07/09/09 11:18 AM
"and what i thought was absurd
was only me not knowing
that somethings in life
whether we believe them or not
are as real as we don't believe
them to be"



you could not have said this better Sweet J.


and "dying for love; when is enough?"....beyond powerful!





d4tc's photo
Thu 07/09/09 01:25 PM
AngelLight
LAMom
DKW
2KM
Ainjel



:banana: My Peoples! :banana:
:banana: Thank You! :banana:


There are many people who are abused mentally and physically by others. They feel dead, walking, wanting to be alive. Not knowing how else to survive. These people often cry. Scrapping by on the HOW IT USED TO BE's and HOW IT CAN BE. Either way, they scrap by, closed eyes, unhappy.


Love is a pet
Love is a rub

Love is uncontained
never fitting like a glove




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Thu 07/09/09 01:33 PM
Powerfully written and sadly true. We all know people in these situations. You have described it in such a way to make one feel...deeply moving.

MzEm's photo
Thu 07/09/09 01:33 PM
I am blown away with this write...Lawdhamercy that was good....