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I WASN'T READY
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OTHER WOMEN... I wasn't ready fot that day...
To go and remember THAT pain...
Where I spoke of secrets...
Not sure if I could shed the shame.
It wasn't mine to own,
But hiding made the sorrow grow.
You were silent in my moment of grief...
I still grapple to believe...
That in every detail...you wanted to know.
About the bruises on my leg,
About the blow, a board against my head smacked...
And how the red flashing welted the skin of my back.
After all was said and done,
My inner monster bludgeoned,
My friends were there,
But I held it in...
Never spoke of what exactly happened...
Until...
Your hands unzipped the body bag that covered my heart...
Letting you in was very hard.
I froze in the cascade of my tears.
But your kind heart,
Disolved my fears and gave my heart rest.
No, I wasn't ready for that day...
Maybe tomorrow,
When I speak of my sorrow,
I will not succumb and wince in the pain.
