Sunday 13 January 2019

WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BREAK ME??






WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO BREAK ME??
I did nothing to deserve your punch
I didn't know it was coming
I walked around the house confident that I was alone,
I didn't know you were inside my safe place,






Why would you want to break me??
I'm just a child, I should be playing with sand
I'm just a mouthful of milk teeth, I should be watching for the tooth fairy
I am just a kid who loves cookies and cream, I should be dunking plastic toys for victory teddies.
I am just a baby, I should be listening to my mother's heartbeat as she coos me to sleep
Instead, I'm in a corner, waiting for daylight to purge my room of its monsters.


Why would you want to break me??
I accepted your love and trusted your smile.
I blushed at your words and twirled at your gesture.
I called your mum and treated her to lunch
I accepted your diamond, and nodded 'I do'
I cooked your meals, and shaved your beard.
I fixed your tie, and kissed your goodbye.
I waited up for you, but you stumbled in angry.


You slapped my love into a grinder, and bruised me.
you tore my hair, and broke my nails
You killed my spirit and fried my soul
You ignored my tears and mocked my fears

Why would you want to hurt me?
I am but the rib The Creator formed into woman
I am a story that will be told for a million years
I am a wife to the BOSS of Eden, I am HIS girl,
I ignored the apple's succulent dangle, and I bypassed its temptations
Yet... YET... YET..

Why would you want to break me?
I live in an alternate universe where...
I pay the bills and wipe the kids
I fetch the gallons while my arms are weak
I smile to the wailing babe as I fix the broken hinge.

You sit in the seat in tune with the shows running on the player's field
You kick off your shoes and fling your socks in my face
You slap our son's head and push me towards the room, uncaring.
You drink and pass out in your vomit
Why would you want to break me??

Why would HE heal me??
This the question I asked as the preacher spoke of HIM.
I didn't believe him as he spat fire and damnation on the other side of groveling and forced repetitions
His message was a litany of a continuous diatribe that did not merely elicit a tedious case of ennui within my belly muscles, It pulled at the scab that barely covered my raw pain..

I still don't understand it, but I leaped across a huge valley of fear ant tethered at the edge of the certain cliff of love. 
Perfect was the smile of the safety HE assured. I grabbed HIS deliverance and clung to HIM like a terrier.

You did try to break me
You wounded my pride and crushed the rose of my smile.
Yet, I'm standing on a mountain as you wallow in the valley... 
(I guess the joke's on you, huh???)
HE turned the tables and I'm now the victor, when I was once a victim, with the rod of rule in my rod trumping the whiny cry of the whimper.

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