Sour Words


She is the flesh of her blood,
Baked until brown awaiting,
a lifetime of words of slating,

Sour words spewed, mixed
and heated with a pungent
taste that will take you
straight to your knees,

The flesh of his parted
soul gave her
to battle life’s abomination,

Every word.
Vowel flow in and out
her canals drowning in
each hair follicle,

Chopped with heated veins,
her beautiful curls fall
to the ground.

Able to walk away with a
new do,
she smiles,
thanking her fallen souls
for her strong heart,

Stomping on the floor
with her sharpened heals.
She smiles.
She is full of life.
Never allowing her
sour words to beat her down!


Hugs to all those souls
who have dysfunctional
family members in
there lives!

-Cami-Star 2016

About Cami*Star

I am an onion, peeled with many layers. My mind is an ever-flowing thinking machine. I love writing all my thoughts on paper and some get published here on my blog. I am a deep thinker, which brings along deep feelings-positively for the most part! I am a feminist, poet, writer, blogger, parent of two beautiful girls, a special education teacher, a lover, a friend, a daughter, a sister and most importantly a spiritual warrior! Thank you for reading All About Me and checking out my blog! Much appreciation from your truly, Cami*Star

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