Knife to the Heart

(Day 10:Thirty day poetry challenge )
A knife pushed into my heart
Twisted and turned
To tear me apart
Done by somebody so close to me
This is one tragedy
I so didn't want to be
Details of this story
You don't want to hear from me

We shared a home
Dammit also the bed
We were so close
Like butter and bread
But now he so heartless
He does not care if I am dead

Men can be so selfish
Oh! Why didn't I see
Make him his special dish
And serve his morning tea
It is always about him
His work His day
Never asking what I have to say

I should bounce back
And get a life
Do something creative
I am not just his wife
My father raised me well
To face any strife
This night will pass
Even if I have to pull out
this bloody knife

What if my mom realises
What her daughter is going thru
There is a deep wound
Where a throbbing heart
Used to groove

Wait a second
I am a mother too
I have handled labour pain
And raised two kids too
I will get my lips to smile
Though it's been a while

I will live this coming year
Without wasting a tear
I will love selflessly without a fear
Life is so much more
The controls are in my hands
And from today this ship
I will steer

(Written by Jibrael Jos )
(Part of a play in progress )