you are angry
at yourself.
you feel
impregnated- swollen with
primordial rage blistering,
splintering your rib cage.
pretty blush pink lips firm and tense
with disgust.
warm chasing, begging, pleading
-for love—
what has become?
your children stare back through
ashen grey frosted pane—
Freeze frame blue screen eyes.
They are
freezing.
your connection is freezing—
and you sob
for a man who ices his conflicted interior
Intentionally
and spits on your offerings, dismissively
shoves his anger like fingers down your throat as you vomit pleading nothings.
you are a stronger, now- to yourself.
The internal dialogue- print press tapping,
Always muttering
“but they didn’t love me this much.”
“But it could have been worse.”
“But if only I-“
its okay.
I
love
you
this much and
I
See
Your
Worth
The battle between good and evil lives in the back of my mind
I choose good, I choose love.
But I am often disappointed as it seems that choice is never the right one.
I grow from my experiences; I grow like weeds in the cracks of the driveway.
People pick me the way they pick a dandelion.
I am used for their wishes,
And what is left of me is tossed to the ground,
blown away by the wind.
I try to grow again,
But like a weed, I grow in unwanted places.
And I am picked from my roots once more,
Only for the disappointment to repeat itself.
And in this battle between good and evil in the back of my mind,
I still can not help but to choose good, to choose love.
When you've been
abused so much
for so long
it becomes second nature
Freedom. Misused.
When such limits
Through entitlements, itself enables
Are broken through;
Common decency's. Man, the frenzied ape
Had kept from view.
Freedom. Abused.
When that, flag-waved
For its praise, a proud land's, as such
Now frowned on is;
Under God's blessing. A faith, treacherous
Had quelled whose hiss.
You know
it's not what you know
or who you know
it's what you know
about whom you know
and I know you know
'You know'
are the most
abused over-used
words today
you know
I'd be happy
if never again
I hear anyone say
'You know'
but wherever you go
there they are
on the lips
of all your friends
and you know
it never ends
they're on TV
and radio
I'm so tired
of listening to
'You know'
you know
Things that happened when we were young
Was better left unsaid
It wasn't spiders we were scared of or the
Monsters under the bed.
The thing we was scared of came in to our bedrooms at night
We were scared Children we were not strong Enough to fight.
When we had the courage we ran away but the Police bought us back the same day
And when we told someone it was no surprise
That the one responsible said We were Telling lies
So beaten abused In a life filled with violence
Children like me were abused into silence.
she was chucked aside
abandoned and forsaken
learning lifes lesson
discarded and dumped
throwm away and deserted
an abused child
To meet converse
give me a ring
hmu
perchance communicate
'twould be a fine thing
if it were so
but no
wtf
lower case letters and emojis
are the way of the day
mostly with nothing much to say
smh
no wonder the globe is warming
with all the power used and abused
omg
but what did they find
to fill their tiny minds
lol
before they owned
their so-called smart phone
idk
The white man stole their land
now the red man has the blues
the white man sold their families
and the black man's still ill-used
the white man shot the American buffalo
now the red man sings the blues
the white man put their people in chains
and the black man's grief accrues
the white house is to blame
the Government just the same
the white man broke the treaty
now the red man feels the blues
the white man did the dirty
and the black man he's abused
the white man has no conscience
but the red man has the blues
no the white man does not care
tho' the black man's overdue
the white house is to blame
the Government it is too
The west may be attacked in four years a German military
Officer advises.' This after forty years of enc-roaching
N a t o by extra-sizing..And three years into the war by proxy..? My they're patient.!!! What could be hiding? Its
Much like convid maybe? Bio un logical war.' Direct by
W h o.? Now by this officer just be warned.)
You have taken my soul
Left me hollow inside
The love I gave you wasn't enough
You needed something more
Istead depth of the ocean
You choose shallow water
The price I have paid dearly
With a bruised and broken heart
I have been mistreated baby
Abused ruthless as a storm
And I'm letting you go
For I'm losing my mind
Got to get over you
Once and for all
Or I might die.
Inspired by Glenn Hughes song ' Mistreated'.
Abused Children,
Unhealed Children,
Passed down from,
Abused Mothers,
And unhealed mothers
Mothers who act like children just because they grew up too fast
Because their mother was a little too harsh on them
There's no victims in our story
There’s just hopeless children
Seeking for their mother’s warmth
For their mother’s acceptance
As daughters, we hide our pain from our mothers
Because if they saw our pain
It triggered their own
We aren’t allowed to be upset
Because simply they had it worse, right?
So we take the threats,
We take the screams,
The cries,
The faults,
We pick up the broken glass,
We pick up our crying mother off the floor,
And wipe her tears,
As she is just a hopeless child,
An abused child,
An unhealed one.
They say the abused becomes the abuser,
but I will never turn out to be you.
Your shadows may haunt me,
but never consume.
Every scar you inflicted,
every tear you caused
has given me the strength to never fear.
Your cruelty taught me what not to become,
but it also taught me empathy.
I carry your wounds,
but not your hate,
as I refuse to conform to your twisted fate.
They say the abused becomes the abuser,
but my mind sings a different tune.
With every step,
I prove society wrong.
In healing,
I grow immensely strong.
Your ghost may haunt me time to time,
but I will never let my past dictate my future,
as in shadows deep,
my spirt climbs,
to reach beyond the pain you caused.
Every time I come closer
Away farther it gets
Without understanding
Whispered by a seeker
The More calm
The more insights attained
Insight gateway for success
Successful light worker
Illuminating the dark
Wisdom must be applied
Timid is the mind
Those addicts of pleasures
Relying on uncertainty
Can't find way to navigate
Through life
Find someone to blame
Rather than taking
Responsibility of mistakes
Acting all
Forgetting
time
always
comes
Around
Clock
Tick
Karma
Visit
Think, think
Never live
In your head
Thoughts
Emotions
Feelings
Mind what
You digest
Heart
ACT according to your potentials.
You can't buy it twice
Forget about it
First lovely
Awakened
Awareness
Lights
Everywhere
Security
Alerts
Behind
The bars
LIVE
Sentence
Decide
Consequences
Faced
Alone
Never seen a mad man with friend
Neither and
Never seen
A broke
Man
With friends
Winds of change
Blows
Away
All
My body is exhausted my mind is
Screaming out.
I know what I want to say but nothing
Is coming out.
Sometimes I want to talk to you about
The plans I've made.
But I stop myself from telling you
For some reason I'm afraid.
So I sit deep in though but still
I sit in silence.
Worried that if I talk it will lead to
Violence.
Who can I turn to that will listen
To what I have to say.
You see a woman can abuse a man
In the same way.
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