Black Poetry : She Slits Her Wrist With Ignorance

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  1. DigginThaShyne

    DigginThaShyne Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I’ve seen it before, but not like this
    the fists of all his own demons
    vibrating violently against the cheekbone of her self-esteem,
    bruises line the skin of her grace
    matching those that have blackened their ugliness
    across her once so lively face, replacing hope for tomorrow
    with fear of
    the next minute
    or the next hour
    or the next time he gets his hands onto a drink

    he’s raped her reason repeatedly
    tearing gashes in the ****oral fabric of her womanhood

    ‘maybe if I weren’t such a *****, he wouldn’t treat me like a *****’

    blind, not just by the black and purple puffy skin layering her unseeing eye,
    his sometimes present love thrusts her back into a whirlwind
    of dangerous and misguided trust

    ‘i’ll never hit you again….baby, I swear…it’s just sometimes I can’t explain what comes over me…..but we’ll make….cause I love you….oh, God, I love you….you believe me, right?…right?’

    she part answers yes out of fear,
    and out of the need to believe that the violent/rapist/son of a *****/sorry excuse for a ****ing man….is not the man she fell in love with….is not the man who tells her he loves her

    ‘you know he was abused as a child’
    ‘its not him, it’s the alcohol’
    ‘he wouldn’t do it if I did what he said’
    ‘I know he loves me….it just happens’


    how the **** do you know?
    by the size of the next bruise he’ll use to make him feel like a man
    beating you senseless, defenseless
    until the blood starts to pour….
    then he rapes you, because he feels like he can?

    and can’t he? because he does it all the time,

    ‘deep down I must want it, because I stay’


    she slits her wrist with ignorance,
    until the blood of her innocence pours,
    she says he loves her over and over again
    while he forces her to the floor

    if joy is pain, and pain is love,
    then they love to an immeasurable bliss,

    she slits her wrist with ignorance….
    while her once beautiful soul drowns
    in her sorrow
    his semen
    her tears
    his fists
     
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    blakverb Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    This is heavy and so **** real it's ridiculous. there are a whole lot of brothers and sisters like this...ignorant. this melancholy piece is one for the ages.

    10

    blak
     
  3. ladye

    ladye Active Member MEMBER

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    this right here touched me. i am starting to suspect that my best friend is being abused phisically now after all these years of verbal abuse that her husband has inflicted. she is popping up with injuries using the kids as an excuse........thanks for the poem, you always give something i can relate to.one
     
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    Blkthunder Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    keep it comin
     
  5. DigginThaShyne

    DigginThaShyne Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thank you all for the responses.....I appreciate them alot....and yes, it's true that the events the poem depict are becoming all too common.....it's time for the world to wake up and recognize what's going on....

    ladye, talk to your friend....it took my sister 12 years, 4 kids, and being dragged by a moving car to wake up....by the grace of God she's alive today

    much love to all of you, and definitely keep scribin'

    MJ
     
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    mkhaya lo' Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Tarheel, this went straight into my heart......its starkingly real and so frightening....this is one of those pieces that u don't just read, it reads u to find out if any part of it exits inside...thank u for this scribe poet...this is coming from my heart, no stops or detours..

    lo'
     
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    :crying: My goodness, brother.
    This piece is so very deep you can swim in it.
    It' s terrible that so many women go through that type of garbage, and stays with the beast who mistreats them so.
     
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    PoeticAlize Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    i cant even express how this made me feel, cuz this is jus too real and too much. keep doin what you do.
     
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