The Miscarriage

Her parents shoved expectations
down her throat. Her friends tried her
and found her guilty of trying to be
different. There were days she looked
in the mirror and grew dizzy
from the changing faces. She grew bloated
with the lives everyone else
dreamed for her. She carried the lives
within like an overgrown baby who
refused to be born. Once she tried to murder
the unfamiliar face staring back at her
from the mirror but she only succeeded
in proving them right, that they somehow
knew what was best for her. One day she
stuck her finger down her throat
sort of a misplaced act of courage because
when she regurgitated all the lives
that had been thrust upon her, no one
was there to help her clean up.
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:
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