Blood, Bells, and Boundaries -The Cost of “I Do”
Desserted island or
just the hills and valleys of my mind
to give him
admission, permission
what's the mission?
my vast wide open mind lile an ocean,
Troubling waters
violent nights
Calm waves
Sinking ,falling
walking, wondering
alone I trave
a second island in the distance
murderous, harmful, scary
unstable, undecided
Clashing, crashing
his island eats mine whole
when can I be heard?
Marriage, wedding bells.
Every girls dreams right?
To find true love?
Prince charming
being whisked away
What about the Fear?
Love so hard
mind, body, soul
Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded hustand?
Do I?
the family issues
problems arising
trauma surprising
But love that consumes one
Inside and out
Lights a fire a fury so big
Might seem like anger…
To want to take you a way
Give you peace and serenity
Yet you run back like a moth
to the scolding flame
Love so hard
Soul, mind, body
To have each otner to hold for better or for worse through sickness or heath, richer or poorer?
my body shakes
my mind left awake
work, stress, bills
Why can’t I escape?
Is this fate?
My love for you pushes me through
Yet fear sets in my heart
Are you working too?
If I say I do
Do you promise to stick around?
to not leave when you see a cloud?
to not run when your family get too loud?
To keep that gentle hush of heaven?
When they come knocking…
Will you guard our peace
or hand over the keys?
Will you let the past unpack its bags,
extend the lease
on all that grief?
When mama calls
with guilt laced in grace
voice sugar-wrapped but sharp in the face —
Will you answer?
When daddy dials,
half bottle deep,
mad at the world,
spitting storms through the speaker piece
Will you answer?
When brother breaks,
sister shakes,
and the storm in their chest
starts swallowing their days
Will you throw your back into their pain,
load up the truck,
play savior again?
Or will you pause…
not in hate,
not in spite,
but in love
for the life we’re trying to write?
Will you say:
“Not this time.
Not at the cost of mine.”
Will you cradle the calm we built
even if their rain starts to guilt?
Cause I don’t need a hero
who forgets their own name
trying to carry someone else’s flame.
I need you whole.
Soft but bold.
Loving them
but not losing your soul.
Bloods thicker than water
Yet your blood boils and pools
I don’t have the right tools
To help with how cruel family can be
Yet you choose to fuel the fire
So I write this as an apology
In advance
For my hesitance
when I to say “I do.”
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