Bitter Woman ( Literally speaking)

Bitterness is like cancer, it eats upon the host.

But anger is like fire, it burns it all clean”. Maya Angelou.

 

She is pissed off; mad as hell. Seated pouting her mouth,

spitting and cussing at the walls in her house. Silent tears

as she looks at her children. The lines of evidence printed

on their faces. Resemblances that make her blood boil.

She gets angry all over again. Preaching hate and regret

to a young, innocent audience; talking smack about their

fathers. Filling their young brains with hate and bitterness

instead of preaching forgiveness, respect and love. Memories

of pain and past affliction still fresh. Divorces, separations and

failed relationships; abortions, miscarriages, children with different

fathers. She’s a walking stereotype; branded and labelled.

An angry baby mama, a spiteful ex-wife, a hurting single mother.

She is trapped by past bondages. Reciting an elegy at dawn, in

reference to men. She has been abused, played, cheated on,

and used; then discarded like condom wrappers. She was never

good enough for any man. Different men bore shades of pain and

crashed her inside. Like a thief in the night, they stole everything

from her and left her alone with children, broke, broken and sad.

Angry, hurt and disappointed. The lines of regret and hate are still drawn

on her skin. The wounds are still fresh. She oozes of spite and disgust.

Hiding her creeping, weeping and depression behind fake

smiles, and make up. Disguising herself as a strong woman.

Using confidence as a scapegoat to hide her pain and weakness.

Taking words out of context to suit her twisted perception.

A haughty spirit dripping of abusive language; always defensive.

Belligerent attitude, loud and obnoxious; quick to fight.

Always bickering in between hall ways to whomever.

The words come easy; she is always negative about love.

Cheap gossip and rumors now a soft caress on her lips.

Hating on beautiful couples, shunning dating and marriage.

Disrespecting good men who try to ask her out because she

thinks that they will hurt and leave her again.

Bitter woman psychology; all men are liars and cheats.

An insecure, paranoid, spiteful woman holding on

to memories of her past pain.

Slaughtering the pride of men based on her pain.

Trashing and disrespecting men based on her experience.

Using her past to stereotype and label all men.

Calling all men dogs, unaware that dogs are attracted by

scent and she should analyze herself and the choices she made.

Understand that a few bad apples shouldn’t spoil the rest.

Forgive herself and the men who hurt her.

Learn from her mistakes and rebuild her life as a woman, a mother.

Educate her children and set a good example for them.

Change her perception and tainted opinion about men and love.

Acknowledge that good men do exist and that love is a beautiful thing.

Maybe then, she will be able to recognize and appreciate a good man.

Experience what it feels like to have a good man, a husband, and a father.

Loving and rebuilding herself; letting go of the bitter woman mentality.

© FloetryC 2015

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Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love poetry...art, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

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