Secrecy of a hidden emotion
Hurt overflows my heart to see another one my gender be hurt with the bruising
and knots of punches her beautiful face.
Blocking out all knowledge learned from the books to remember seeing her
blood shot eyes straining back the tears of shame for all to see.
Hoping and wondering with curiosity that she and her unborn seed are alright
due to the drastic effects of life slamming into her face.
Though we don't socialize nor have i tried,
Nor am i gay or Bi cause of the curiosity of what emotion my soul feels for
another woman battling a struggle,which whom I've never seen cry.
telling myself to view HER as a good example of a woman suffering from what
Hell on earth can offer, since a man bit the apple from the sacred tree of evil
letting all to travel unto now with actions and experiences of devilish accusations.
Wanting to speak or greet HER with noticeable tones saying "I am always her to
rely on, and i too can feel your pain". But can't cause my tongue won't let me due
to an unidentified fear....of what?
" So shall it be the next time i see her to speak of a simple greeting that wasn't
mentioned for so long, & hope that what ever tension or fear we have against
each other to not speak , can be reconciled."
Copyright © Ashley Suttle | Year Posted 2008
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