“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