Drowning in Blood

When I’m sad, I cry. I always have cried when something was hurting my heart. It was one of those things about me that used to aggravate my mother. She used to tell me, “You need to learn to leave your feelings underneath your bed.” I never learned to leave my feelings underneath my bed.

This isn’t an explanation for today’s poem; it’s just a fact about me. Something I thought about as I was re-reading this poem I wrote at three a.m.:

“Your tears bore me,” you say.
And your words slice me open,
find places not before touched.
And when you’re done cutting me
with your unkind words & careless deeds,
I slice what’s left of me
until I’m swimming in a pool of my own blood.
And no longer able to see:
my own worth.
You’ve conditioned me
to want to feel nothing but pain
& now I’m the one harming me.
But you’ll never know it
because I wear sweaters to shield me
from the cold of this world &
to keep you from really knowing me.

Peace & Love,


About Rosalind Guy

I'm broken & my soul is weary/ my weary soul rebels, fights/ anything & anyone who tries to heal me/I beat my head against a wall of memories/ trying hard to break free from the chain of memories/ I can only be free by saying it so/ i weave a necklace from words and finally/ I find freedom/ free free free. As you can see, words are powerful to me. As Maya Angelou said, words are wallpaper of the soul. I have lots of nightmarish memories that threaten to break me, but I learned a long time ago about the power of words. They can be used to heal and destroy anything that threatens to destroy the person. Words coupled with love have the power to save and heal. I am author of three books: Skinny Dipping in the Pool of Womanhood, Tattered Butterfly Wings, and Blues of a Love Junkie. I am a high school English teacher. I am a former reporter. I am a mother. I am a woman. I am a fierce advocate for those who cannot speak for themselves, those who's voices go unheard. Check out my Amazon author page at the following link: http://www.amazon.com/Rosalind-Guy/e/B00BGH5F88/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1432491754&sr=8-1.
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One Response to Drowning in Blood

  1. iamcayenne says:

    Yeah…..that’s your personality😊

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