I feel your Pain

I see your pupils dilate every time his around
I see how you tip-toe around your words in his presence
That silent chill and thump your hearts makes at every glance he sends your way

I feel your resistance on being away from home as the consequence is much greater than the reward of your freedom
I’ve realised the carefully calculated movements you make
I see bars surrounding your consciousness and intuition- a barrier clearly outlined as I am unable to reach and pull you out

I’ve noticed how he sits on your individuality, suffocating you.
The individuality which consists of the values instilled in you, values that lay down a foundation- that which taught us how to respect, value others and represent ourselves. Values with no restrictions set out that limit us from being who we truly are

As I see your eyes glitter with fear, a piercing strike throbs in my heart that becomes unbearable
I have spoken and we continue to raise the flag carrying the amount of abuse we see you experience and all you can say and do is continuously defend him by finding inequalities within yourself

It’s strange now, how I’ve found myself at a crossroad that points out the shattered pieces within my values of humanity, now that I see and feel it so close to my bones, blood and flesh- i feel helpless as you are not able to reach out and grab my hand as the fear instilled in you has phased out the reality of being happy and feeling love

Despondently, I have this picture in my mind where I see him grabbing your wrists in aggravation, pushing you down and pinning you to the bed- I feel that tear drip down your soft cheek as you look up at him wondering if this is still the man you love
Sadly, I see your look of bewilderment as you notice the cuts and scar his left,

“How am I going to explain this?” You question yourself- realising its too big to hide...


By: Linda RM Baumann
24 February 2016
17h49

Sunrise, Sunsets

Sunrise, Sunsets      

Picture perfect sonnets which melt the essence of rif and misunderstanding
Crystal...water flowing crystal clear-
A mirage your words carry,timelessly

Sunrise , Sunsets      
 
Each stanza, tirelessly presenting the reality of an unbelievable truth      
A truth hidden underneath fear and reluctance
A reluctance commonly shared and influenced by the hesitance to be vulnerable      
                       
Sunrise, Sunsets

Line by line, you sell a dream, more expensive than gold
A dream so calculated, each segment is more costly than the first
Picture,  perfect sonnets you recite,  framed with the jargon only I can translate...  

By:Linda RM Baumann
12h48
08 February 2016