He Took a Knife & Cut Her

She doesn’t have a name yet, but I can see her face. She thought loving was enough, but he wanted to fight. That’s all I know so far.

I’ve been jotting down notes this evening, trying to flesh out an idea for a story. In the process, I came up with the following poem:

He took a knife
& tried to destroy
her beauty. He thought
he’d stolen her
reason to live.
What he destroyed
was only flesh deep
he never even touched
her soul. She would
sit before a mirror
for hours, for days
running her fingers
along jagged scars.
Searching for way to
reconstruct the only
beauty he ever knew
to exist for her.
The salt from her
tears would fill
the shallow graves
of her scars.
Her days were
spent wondering
how loving could
go so terribly wrong.
All she did was love
because
she never learned how
to fight. So when he’d
fight her, she’d love him.
But her love
never spent time
shadowboxing or
practicing in a ring.
Her love was the softest
thing she owned.
When he got tired of
fighting alone, he knew
for sure he was losing her
so he took a knife
& cut her. Left her
for dead. He’d
rather see her dead
& broken
than have to look
in the mirror
every day & know
he’d lost her.

Peace & Love,
Rosalind

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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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