Thursday, September 19, 2013

(Domestic) Violence

So I am sharing another poem based off the post I shared on my other blog. My posts over there are starting to correspond to poems I have previously written, and I think that is super cool because my poems are a true reflection of my emotions. Some are good, some are even bad, but they all tell my story in some way or another.

Violence

So he flipped again
And I got in his face
He pushed me backwards
And I fell
When I rose
I swung
As hard as I could
And busted his eye
Again, with the palm of his fist
I tumbled down and
Cracked my eye on the coffee stand.
Again 3 or 4 more times
His palms pounded into my flesh
Landing me on the ground
And into the couch and in table
A push and a punch
To me then to him
And I was beaten
Without fists just the inside of his hands
I woke this morning
In so much pain
So many bruises
And a swollen black eye.
So many sore spots
I feel the pain of his hands
My glasses are broken
And I found a hand full of hair.
My lighter and phone, nowhere here
All over a pill I didn't want to share.

My left ankle hurts and is slightly swollen
My inner left thigh is bruised blue
My right jaw is puffy with pain
My right eye is totally black n blue
And swollen too
My throat, mainly the front and right
Is definitely bruised on the inside
My left collar bone is scratched and sore
My right thumb is black and bruised
That will remain a mystery
Random small bruises on my legs
And of course from the one punch I threw
My right hand knuckles are swollen and sore
Which gives me satisfaction knowing
I hit that mother fucker as hard as I should've
All because of drinking
All because of drugs
All because I'm psycho
And deemed incapable of real love.



The last few statement of this writing are not true, it is only what I was thinking at the moment. I thought it was my fault, he made me think that. It was not my fault in any way except that we both shared responsibility for the argument. I did not deserve this and one thing for sure is I ended what I had with him. Get away at the first sign of violence and save your life. Because you deserve to live without violence of any kind. Please visit Reprogramming The Mind!

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Passing By

Passing Bye

I saw you walking bye
I saw the twinkle in your eye
And your dimpled cheeks
When I told you high

I miss you, you miss me
I can see it in your eyes
Please quit telling me lies

Unfortunately we only said hello
I know, we both see "caution" flashing yellow

I wanted so badly
To grab and to hold you

Instead you said hello
And then good bye
And I
Saw the twinkle in your eye
Then my heart stopped beating
Please, come back and see me


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I chose this poem today because the day I wrote this and just the other day someone special from my past appeared into my life at least for that moment but I'm hoping it's forever one day.


Tuesday, September 3, 2013

I Hate It

OK today I am posting a poem I never intended to share with anyone but this week in therapy I had to focus on what I hate about myself and others. You can find a very inspirational blog post at www.jasminerayne.blogspot.com and learn what my assets and liabilities are and what I have come to do about them.

I Hate It

I hate that I'm not appreciated
I hate that I must say this time and time again
I hate that you don't call
When you say you will
I hate that I'm not cool enough for you
And I hate that you laugh behind my back
At the little things I do for you
I hate that I'm single
I hate that I'm not
I hate your other girlfriend
I hate that she's hot
I hate that you're a cheater
A liar and a thief
I hate that you still love me every other week
I hate not seeing your smile
When I awake late at night
I hate that I screwed up
And it ended in a fight
I hate that you called me in the middle of my rhyme
Because now I can't think straight
It happens every time
I hate that I want you
In every single way
I hate thinking of you
Every minute of the day
I hate that I haven't replaced you
Because I'm to judgmental
Of all who come my way?
And most of all
I hate that I must decide and say
That my hate for you
Must go away
I hate it through and through
But you must leave me alone

So I can find peace and love for another such as me.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

BROKEN GLASS



My flip flops swishing
                under my feet
I sweep up the glass
                and take it to the trash
I walk back into the room
                and wonder
How I took it this far

I'm frustrated
                but
Broken glass, spilt water
And knocked over electronics
Doesn't help me at all

I hurry to salvage
Perishable things
Then leave my home quickly
I cannot stay
Screaming and heaving
Over what does not go my way

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Sit, Beside Me

Sit, Beside Me

Sitting here

Waiting, willing, wanting

For you to sit here to

Wondering what to say

To the man sitting next to me

I want him to leave

And you to sit

Beside me

But I told him we'd hang out

Because I didn't know how to ask you

Before he asked me

Now I'm stuck sitting here

Stuck somewhere between

Two friends, feeling confused

Because one wants me

But I want the other

Sitting here quiet and shy

Hoping you take the seat

Beside me

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Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Confusion

Confusion

Feelings fused together
Racing throughout your veins
Controlling your thoughts
Telling you to act based on your emotions

Confusion

Spontanious decisions
You may later regret
Maybe a decision you never forget
And later wonder
What might have been

Confusion

Flooding this brain
Flattening it with a train
Step out of your comfort zone
Take a chance, any chance
And see what may become

Confusion

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Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Caring

Caring
I watch them and they seem like they care
They share secrets and smiles and tears
Filling each other’s ears
And everything thing else they need to do
To be friendly
I want to be there but I can’t
I can see that they’re fake
And there’s no way they can care
Because I can’t even feel
It’s nothing but lies
I see it in their eyes


5/30/13