Rock Hard Heart

It takes no time at all
For her
To rise back up
From the floor

Shake off the aches and pains
Stagger over to the mirror

Where she stares at herself
Once again
Finding every single flaw
In the body he had held
Just long enough
To break through the wall

He had stole her heart
On a Saturday

Cracked the code
Wide open
Over breakfast Sunday

But she should have known

That Monday would be coming
And she wouldn’t be
Good enough
For the rest of the week

So she shivered
In the hot water
As she washed away
The memory of his kisses that covered
Every inch of her skin

She scrubbed off his embrace
Until she was red and raw
And the water ran ice cold

It took her years
To build a
Rock Hard Heart

And she was an old hand
She could do it again
But this time around

It’ll take minutes
To hide it

Seconds
To chain it

No Time At All
To Sweep It
Underneath The Rug
Where it won’t get
Trampled on ever again

She’ll put her bright red lipstick on
Line her eyes with black
And carry on
As if nothing had
Ever happened

As if Saturday and Sunday
Hadn’t been the days
She had lived.

Jeanna’ Mead
7 25 a.m. 11-11-18
Www.jeannasoul.com

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