Florence Susanne
Bio
I am a 24-year-old of mother of 2 boys.
Author of Love, Lust, and Misery
Author of Poems from a Schizophrenic Mind
Stories (22/0)
Naked Truths- the rewrite
It starts slow. They never show their full intentions in the beginning. They hide behind the disingenuous guise of a good man. A good woman. A great fucking person. They love dump and bring you up on this pedestal of acceptance and comfort. They begin to feel like the home you never had growing up. A love so perfect and pure that you don’t scrutinize the excessive drinking, the screaming, the put downs and projections of their own insecurities. You recall how he used to hold you as you poured your heart out, telling him all the ways you've been hurt by an ex lover so cruel. The way their fists and lies entwined under your skin leaving dragon armor to sprout from your pores. You recall how you sobbed in his arms about how they made you despise yourself so much you took a razor to your skin. Determined to carve out a more beautiful, more worthy version of yourself. He kissed the scars on your arms and you felt seen. [He strikes you in the face and all you see are the stars] Understood. [His hands wrap around your throat as your child screams in your arms] Loved. [You feel the flutterkicks of your unborn dancing aross your stomach as you flee] In one fell swoop he took your communication, your autonomy your fucking soul and you are left lying awake at night terrified of any sounds or movement from him.
By Florence Susanne 2 years ago in Poets
I have bigger fish to fry
“I care more about you than you think.” I should fucking hope so. Because I don't think you care about me at all. I think you're incredible at pretending, when caring about me could potentially make you look like a decent enough person.
By Florence Susanne 2 years ago in Poets