The Trophy Wife

The Trophy Wife

10/2/2014 3:51:59 AM

Written by Philessa Hooks Jenkins

aka Lady PJ

Copyright 2014

All Rights Reserved

I feel stuffed like one of those prized deer heads

 That men line their walls; with doting admiration

Senselessly seething with joy at such a wondrous accomplishment

I, the trophy, belittled by the thought or the intention

As if it gives me pleasure to lower myself to being a stuffed animal

I have not the slightest wish to be an ornament for any bodies’ wall

Why then would any women want to be labeled a trophy wife?

What value could that position give except low self-esteem over time?

A value comparable to a dead animals head hanging on some hunter’s wall

Ponder that...

You Cheated by Philessa Hooks Jenkins

YOU CHEATED!

10/7/2014 2:28:22 AM

Written by Philessa Hooks Jenkins

Aka Lady PJ

All Rights Reserved

Copyright 2014

Hatred and resentment

Yeah, I breathe that!

Especially the night you cheated

Now you act like it’s a relief

Because you’re junks been uploaded

To a new site

…I’m about to go off!

I don’t even think you know

This wound I carry in my soul

Because your selfish night

Hurt me so and every time

I look in your sons eyes

I see just one more time

You say I’m sorry

I forgive

You make me a promise

I listen with hopeful ears

You say I love you

I shed more tears

This hurt I carry

Is because you put it there

So stop the small talk

Let’s be real

If you want to be a man

In these streets

You can get the

H e double l out of here!