Her Eyes

Her Eyes

WRITTEN BY Jennifer M. Muller

(Began August 25, 2003 at Monday 4:37 a.m.)

In the beginning he was so good.
He held her tight while making plans for a better tomorrow.
His rounded peach lips kissed her so passionately.
He loved her, adored her, and made her happy.
Her heart pounded and pounded for the anticipation of his arrival.
It “SEEMED” perfect.
But… Wait….STOP… right there!
I say this now because, that did not last long.
NO …. It did not last long at all.
Within months, her “Knight in Shinning Armor” turned into an unrecognizable monster.
He dragged her through the dirt; made her heart bleed.
“Her Eyes” were NOW blackened by her lover’s RAGE.
Her captor, made her beg for more pain and it was all she knew.
Indeed, she was made to believe that.
Sad girl she was; so sad, so lonely.
This flower; this princess was so unaware
That her TRUE soul mate was waiting patiently for her in the rafters.
This man she still knew or should I say this “sick little boy”.
Was making sure her self-esteem was next to nothing.
After, degrading her and breaking down her spirit,
He would utter pointless words that meant nothing to her now.
“I am sorry! Forgive me! I did not mean to do it!
She cringed when he touched her in “passion” for there was none left in her heart.
Love was replaced by disgust and hate, regret and pain, sadness and anger,
And yes in a way, there was fear.
She feared for her life, yet could not for some unforeseen reason let go.
She was unable to escape his torment.
But on ONE glorious day, her spirit awoke.
This was a part of her she did not even recognize, for it lay dormant.
Yet, it felt good to meet “HER” again.
A part of her “real” self came out to fight HIM,
She clenched her fists in his direction and with a grin on her face she screamed,
“You are NOT what I need!”
“You are not what I want!”
“You are NOT for me!”
“I have had enough!”
On that day he was rendered powerless.
He was thrown from the top of the hill into his own pit of sorrow and sadness.
He no longer had HER to abuse, mistreat, confuse, and defeat.
HE was now DEFEATED and she was… well… How shall I say this?
Her Eyes were finally opened and she was NOW FINALLY FREE!
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Posted: Feb 2019
About this poem:
It is honest raw emotion at its hard core best

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