I don’t know enough about all the different awards on wordpress and you know by now that I tend not to follow the rules associated, however, I am always humbled to receive one.
That said, you don’t need to award me anything to guest poet on these pages, all I need is your words, along with a photo and youtube clip that compliments them – email eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk
Over the life of this blog, I have had so many brilliant submissions, it really is a joy and a privilege to be able to post them all up and share with the growing wordpress family. I hope you enjoy Rose’s submission!
Cheers
J
“Darkness”
I sit in my cave, in the darkness
No one is awake, but I.
I am silent in this darkness,
that is the way they want me.
Silent and alone in this darkness
I lose my mind to the loneliness
I lose my body to the emptiness.
I become numb to the pain.
Women must be quiet
Women must be thin
Women must be weak
Women must not make waves.
I am living up to their expectations
of me in this darkness.
They told me I could be anything I wanted
They forgot to tell me I could be other.
Someone I did not want to be
Someone they wanted me to be,
in this darkness.
They told me
It does not matter that you are a woman
It is not a man’s world anymore.
They lied.
It is
Here in this darkness.
In a women’s world, there would be light
Not darkness.
A righteous woman would prevail over an evil man.
Evil, you laugh
But it is so in this darkness.
He lies better than she tells the truth.
He deceives better than she reveals.
He manipulates better than she sets right.
He spreads fear better than she spreads courage.
He inflicts pain better than she administers cures.
He is a man better than she is a woman.
He is a bad cop better than she is a good citizen.
He arms himself with the weak better than
She arms herself with the weak
In this darkness.
Ha – the weak
Therein lies the agony.
They want no part of truth.
They have no morals.
They have no convictions.
They have no courage.
They do not want her medicine.
They believe in the stereotypes.
They have no faith in the system
But, they have lots of fear.
And in the end he prevails
While she sits alone and silent
with her pain
in the darkness.
Memories of lovers, flushed down the drain… Smash the window of his soul, like windswept rain… Can’t hear them screaming, not feeling their pain… He treated them all so bad…
Looking one way, then quickly the other… Wondering at times, why the hell they would bother… He was badly brought up, blame father & mother… His conscience now driving him mad…
The times he lied, went behind their back… So many occasions, he began to lose track… Believing the hype, put the lad in the Jack… Never suspected that they’d been had…
So humble, so trusting, so easy to fool… Temptation a hunger, he needed to fuel… So wrong in hindsight and so very cruel… Guilt’s grip is now ironclad…
“One last time” he thought, just couldn’t hurt… The final stab, a dig in lust’s dirt… Forbidden desire he tried to convert… The clues she finally did add…
Wiping the tears, from off her face… Her trembling body, his lack of grace… There was no choice, she needed some space… Her eyes so blue, so very sad…
Now she’s strong enough to walk away… Now it’s her who wins the day… Now it’s time for them to pay… Revenge now makes her feel glad…
Memories of lovers, washed down the drain… Hit her soul’s window, like windswept rain… Can’t hear them screaming, not feeling their pain… Now she treats them all so bad…
