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07.17.22
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Heal (an acrostic poem)

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His heart was shattered into shards that stabbed his soul and made it bleed

Every day he tried to put one or two more pieces back together as best he could

And some days his heart broke more than he fixed it, yet overall

Living slowly got better, forever different, but better

10.05.20
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Blade (an acrostic poem)

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Beware and respect her razor-sharp edge

Lest you take her for granted and she cuts you up

And watches as you bleed out in front of her

Don’t ever question her temper

Even though she may bend, she will never break

09.03.18
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The Art of Words (a 200 word story)

** the following story might be disturbing for those sensitive to domestic abuse**

 

The scars didn’t show.  He made sure of that, yet they were a work of art.  It was hard to cut with such precision, but he was a master of his craft.  He was proud of his handiwork, even if he was the only one to view it.

She bore the scars and wondered why he did this to her.  She also wondered why she put up with it, but she couldn’t make herself leave.  Every time she thought about it, his voice would pop into her head.  It was just words after all, and he was right.  Those words didn’t really cut her and make her bleed, yet she hemorrhaged out her hope long ago, and she didn’t have much self-esteem left in her deflated, marred ego.  Every night she prayed for everything to end, but her prayers were never answered.

He watched her cry herself to sleep.  Sometimes he would feel guilty about what he did.  Other artists maimed themselves for their art.  He knew he lost pieces of his soul for his creation, but it was a sacrifice that must be done.  He was so grateful for his canvas.

He slipped beside her and held her tight.