I wrote this after seeing a news report on women who stay in abusive relationships because of the "lifestyle" it affords them. The price they pay for their Designer labels.
Slash the crimson ribbon
adorning your slender wrist
pearls and diamonds strewn about
once clutched in raging fist
silver slipper dangling
from tender ankle bowed
a silence, far more deafening
as breath is finely slowed
weep the widow’s tortured song
for love no longer exists
the hand that once caressed your skin
does damage far worse than this
brush back the golden tendrils
long since perfection curled
stand up and face the music
see the woman and not the girl
you were beauty for the taking
you are cougar without a cub
you were retail bargain basement
now he’s looking for a sub
slip down the ruined cocktail silks
tend to your egos bruise
pack up your knock-off Gucci bag
don't be tomorrows news.
weep the widows tortured song..for love no longer exists..the hand that once caressed your skin,does damage far worse than this
stand up and face the music..see the woman and not the girl..
slip down the ruined cocktail silks..tend to your egos bruise....pack up your bag
dont be tomorrows news..
Abuse is something so detestable,but a woman accepting it,to live the style she dreamed of..thats a very real sorry thing
lovely write..
This is a sad but true tale that needs repeating over and over again! Unfortunetly, many of these women are willing to endure the humiliation, for the "bling" and status her life affords her! This does not happen over night...some women stay "for the children's sake". What horrible message is this sending to their children...especially their sons, who grow up thinking it's OK to behave this way...after all...his father did it!
Too many wait until they are tomorrow's headlines!!
Very well written and truth in nature. You wrote the feelings out in this very well. "weep the widows tortured song..for love no longer exists..the hand that once caressed your skin,does damage far worse than this
stand up and face the music..see the woman and not the girl." Superb writing.
weep the widows tortured song..for love no longer exists..the hand that once caressed your skin,does damage far worse than this
stand up and face the music..see the woman and not the girl..
slip down the ruined cocktail silks..tend to your egos bruise....pack up your bag
dont be tomorrows news..
Abuse is something so detestable,but a woman accepting it,to live the style she dreamed of..thats a very real sorry thing
lovely write..
Anyone that has survived an abusive relationship will easily relate to this work..I am a survivor but was left permanently disabled from the physical abuse..Anyone in this situation should shove the gifts in his face and run back to common sense where peace really lies..God bless..Valentine
Wow! This is flawlessly written with a raw edge. Very much to the point about a subject which is a fact of life for many. There are probably as many reasons for staying in an abusive relationship as there are women living this way. Some, like my sister, did not see $$ when she got married, but after working very hard, much harder than her husband, for many years, to get ahead, a home, etc. it was hard to leave all SHE had worked hard to gain, only to start all over again with her children. Thank God she did finally leave after he beat her in front of the children.
Very well written, I hope many those who need to read this do. Thanks for sharing.
You have clearly and skillfully captured the pain and regret of giving up self respect in exchange for material items. It is sad that it happens so very often, but it does, and your write is a good reminder to the reader not to allow oneself to ever fall in that trap!
Good write!
Wow, you said it all, perfect and so right you are. I'm one of the lucky few, my heart breaks for the so many others. You have great talent, playing with words like a magician. Thank you so much for sharing, I'm looking forward for more of your write. God Bless
Can I write? Yes. But can I write well? Probably not, but I will continue to work at it, because I love the written word- or well written words strung together to convey a great thought. I don't edit.. more..