Presenting : Twisted Logic in 55 words.
She sat on the bed, half naked, wincing as he applied the balm over the welts on her back.
She tried but didn’t understand. "Why?" she whispers, eyes brimming.
"Because I love you" He says. “You correct the one you love" He justifies.
"Its best not to be loved" her bowed head concludes in silence.
Darts of harsh words
Sting my unseen sheath
Tearing them apart
If only they were
Sticks and stones
Leaving proof of marks
May be you would stop
Giving me a chance
To tend to my wounds.
Words used with, guided missile preciseness
How powerful you must feel
As you put me down
Punched and kicked, as I kneel.
Enough!! My mind screams
I stand up
As you stare back menacingly.
Gathering up courage
Pushing aside long grown fear
I watch your eyes, shift with doubt
My mind stilled with the decision,
Come what may -
Today, I stand my Ground,
Yet, continue to move.
Today I will push back,
Without pushing you.
Today I will fight,
Without fighting you.
With a smile I walk away,
Leaving you be
In letting you go
I set myself free.
