Drowning

I need to tell you a story

about a girl with no belief

in herself

in her intelligence

thought it was her body

she had to rely on.

A toy for so many men

her heart crippled

dusty

shuttered

head beant before the blows

always waiting

knowing

the fist is coming

the slap across the face.

She fell in love.

With a man true.

He saw beneath the raging glitter

the clown smile

to the tears

fears

desires of a woman drowning.

Throwing a lifeline

buoy

drawing her near

wrapping her

keeping her

clear of her demons.

Shuddering

exhausted

falling to his feet

no longer does she need to be strong

no longer does she need…..

he lifts her up

kiss upon her brow

safety found

at last.

Oct.11/18

Photo by Ian Espinosa on Unsplash