She Smiles Through The Tears

When he hammers hurtful words her way,
they attack her heart
as they burn, sting, and torch
it to the ground
and sometimes she feel like
nailing her coffin shut

but instead of exchanging sour lemons
with that monster of a husband of hers
she smiles through the tears
dripping from her eyes,
reminding her with trails
of salt water down her cheeks
of why they are better off
threading the waters by themselves.

Tears with Laughter

Sometimes in the middle
of one of my crying escapades
my mind gets diverted
to livelier moments.

My mood automatically changes,
the tears dry up
and I start smiling
from ear to ear
as if the gut wrenching pain
wasn’t just tearing and twisting
my insides into pieces
just a few moments before.