SETTLING THE SCORE

Hell hath no furry like a woman scorned.

 

His eye was more than fond of a pretty face and Skin-tight jeans, and his sweet-talking words Unsettled the night like midnight on blackness. Why could I not see it? Were my eyes blinded by Cataracts as I tried to separate shards of truth from His lies? Particles of dread settled on the living And the dead while my thoughts became A clatter of echoes behind me. But..... I knew what had to be done. It simply had to be done. I'd rehearsed it over and over again in the solitude of Darkness and knew I needed to protect the other pretty Skirts from his evil eye. And although I've never done Anything like this before....ever, I really believe A deep knife-edge plunge should help settle the score. <<<>>>

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wouldn't want to be him...ah, take the plunge...

sometimes we can be so fooled... or just oblivious because we see what we want to see.

[Miss Sharon]

I do believe we see only what we want to see many times. Especially if those times involve love. Thanks for the nice comment Jacob! ~Sharon