In this blog, I am proud to present my new poem, The Apple Core!
This poem is close to my heart and I would like to know your thought on it!
(Have you read some of my other poems: The Toothbrush & Moonshine?)
I thought you were in love
But maybe not
You told me I made that bit up
You distrusted me
I stood accused
There was probably nothing I could do
To change the outcome
Replay events
You were cruising for an argument
You didn’t see my soul
Nor did you like my vibe
You thought my naked love was something to hide
My emotions didn’t matter
You decided before you knew
I was never going to be the woman good enough for you
You bit me like an apple
Right to the core
And when you consumed my fruit you didn’t want more
I was yesterday
Condemned by my past
You never wanted a tomorrow, a relationship to last
I know I’m not perfect
But I’m not that low
To be told my use has ended, I have to go
I wondered if you saw me
Understood my heart
If you could see the cruelty in your part
I wanted to love
You did not
That’s the truth of the story, you forgot
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Do I think Eve got the raw end of the deal in the Garden of Eden? After all of that, probably… After all this time, the apple is still there to remind of us of the original judgements held against Eve in the Garden of Eden.
If someone levies a judgement against you the chances are it is more a reflection of their internal struggle than your actions. Don’t accept their narrative if it robs you of your self-esteem, dignity and reduces you to nothing more than an extension of them.
You are not an object that is there to be cast away. You are an amazing woman who deserves respect in all of her intimate relationships.
And finally, I would like to invite you to join me in the discussion with my club for woman Hayley Quinn Club– the only space where is about getting you, not him!
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