The Taste of Tears
THE TASTE OF TEARS
I want you to feel this…
dinner table
perfect meal
digested
then
an attack…
undeserved
and
projected
insecurities
words that cut
to the chore
and more…
she lets go
her tears flow
salty rivulets
down warm
cheeks of
defeat
the hurt is deep
the salt tastes
sweet
as it touches
her tongue
of defeat
she bounces off the edge
of another hurtful
night of abuse and
feelings of useless
worth
her life deplete
again
© Kim Van Breda—15 September 2015
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