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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? |
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Incredible.... |
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very cool write
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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.
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(( 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) |
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"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! |
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AngelLight
LAMom DKW 2KM Ainjel My Peoples! Thank You! 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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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.
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I am blown away with this write...Lawdhamercy that was good....
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