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Ashley Suttle Poem
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."
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Here i lie, paralyzed by the sinful thoughts cursing my heart with deceptive tranquil blood clots,
who ever knew falling in love could bring so much heartache.
My eyes widen & my nerves are shocked by visualized images of a possible of misleading my Love(s) into another heartbroken faze of believing that i am meant for them... when i'm not.
suffocating from my own vapors of fear & guilt.
Auhh!!.. my mind is going crazy for i am torn between the love of both.
one walks through hell from those angrily shunning the love he has for me causing his heart to sadden & wilt.
And the other, whom i invited into my secret garden of trust, purity, 7 love...while as i face the Bible, lying to those who believe in me most under oath.
out of all the billions of people here on earth why must i be the one to face depression?
why must i be given so much care and concern in my heart to make either one feel so deplorable?
i never knew that today would be the day for me to feel so dumb founded about the deadly poison of confessions.
And to know that whom ever i choose to grow with, i still let pain weaken my soul for the grief of the other who now voodoo's my life and for me not to ever feel loveable.
And still in the broad views of nature and silence from the birds singing, i am still dazed and slumped over by old Lucifer's form of misery riding my back.
Wishing and praying that God could send me some where i can feel pure and innocent of all commandments and forbidden mistakes of the Bible.
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with spoken words and views from experience, you would feel that men are
worthless,
call'n you names saying things s absurd to tear away at heart and flesh.
Leaving you beaten and bruised to a point where you feel nothing.
The word love no longer exists in thy state of mind except flashbacks of punches
hurting.
the circulation of death and shame burning and driving your mind crazy,
causing one to feel that they need love and could change him or do what ever he
wants to keep him from going crazy.
But that's not the case, women need to realize that some men will try and control
you and abuse everything your pursuing to stand for,
taking advantage of you, hurting you physically and stripping away your
knowledge of love from the inner core.
Now your family hates to hear about and see you because you didn't listen to
them the first time,
Didn't even come and see you when you were in the hospital because he injured
your spine.
Why must you go through that,
Should have quit when he first showed times of abuse,especially when he
threatened you with his aluminum bat.
Not all men are wild and untamed,
It takes time to seek a man with respect and actual love for you, your mind,
thoughts, and frame.
We all have to be alert from the actions of conniving men who man manipulate
and abuse,
Look for someone who could exchange love, trust, and commitment instead of a
bruise.
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He speaks with so much trust and love it hurts,
Leaving her so mindless and shattered everything is now nothing.
She feels the world revolved only around him,
Keeping her so intact that she bows down as if it was nothing.
We all now see her as a follower who's mind has been warped,
To the views of love that is not shown.
One movement of disagreement and he knocks her into shock and sadness,
Left with the thoughts of pain and regrets from her heartbreaking moans.
Only i feel sorry, and only i hate to see her look unhappy,
Others can't stand, nor ever will they care anymore of her pain.
& only i give in to let her know i am there to listen,
To try and keep her spirits high & remain sane.
He brings her gifts to try and apologize for his mistakes,
& after all that has been said, seemed to go out the other ear,
She runs to him with tears and relief,
Now i have great fears for her and no doubt that she will come back with more
Bruises and tears.
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Each day and night I cry,.....
Seeing her as if directly before my eyes so happy and beautiful with the beaming
florescence of sun blinding my sight.
Constant flashbacks in my mind of all the good one person could bring into
one's life, without a doubt to make them feel so loved at times of pain and
wonder hidden in I.
To a woman so dedicated to learning only the teachings of the All Mighty God,to
speak into others ears to believe that HE is always there to rely on and the most
powerful man there ever will be that can solve any problem.
The pictures and words froze in my mind hurts deeply to understand that God
has taken her from Hell on earth to a wonderful place of serenity to heal and
rejuvenate her soul for a new life in a place way more gracefully innocent that the
planet earth.
Way above the clouds and higher that no eye can see, But into the soundless
galaxy of peacefulness to one's self mind to finally be free.
Hoping in mind she will never forget seeing the never ending tears of grievance
for only her a time that is desperately needed.
Looking up off in space with overflowing tears, questioning Him why?......
Visions of me seeing her as an angel of God, to express how much i do care
(That was never reflected) , and the needs of her in my life and how it's killing me
slowly inside.
But then is smothered with words of God saying "She is happy now and not to
worry.... She will always remember you as you do of her and could see the pain
straight through my eyes.
" I Wll always breakdown and cry with sadness and guilt in my heart, but is
stopped with her presence of joy."
"Dedicated to my aunt Kelly ,Rest in peace"
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