History, I guess
a short story of past pain and continuous healing
Hate is such a strong word, but my heart
Is slowly filling up with, oh
Searing pain at your lies and
The manipulative
Offending words you
Raged at me, but
You're, sigh, now
In fact,
Gone.
Thank you for reading my piece. I have written this for the Breakup Nonet Challenge, but it also served as a catharsis.
I wish everyone who survived a manipulative relationship to be able to come out rising like a phoenix - and anyone who's not yet able to leave their abuser, to find a way to get to protection and gentle healing.
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Ahead of time
Why did you wait until you got to that bridge to cross it? That's the only time one can cross a bridge- A brigde, yes, yet you could've prepared way ahead of time Ahead of time there was only hurt and hate Oh, sure, we both got hurt, his actions still make me flinch But we survived, though his actions were a crime Survival was not enough, this carries far too much weight I did the best I could, processing bit by bit I honestly believe you did, as I too, though neither became sage I wanted more than anything to soothe your anguish, help you again feel at your prime Too late, mate. Way. Too. Late. I cannot just quit. You could've raised the subject when it came up, not waited until you got to the brigde I do desperately wish I had more time! Honestly, me too... me too, mate.
By Sandra Tena2 years ago in Poets
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Powerful and passionate - and so is your writing! Xx
A well amass of touching thoughts.
This was so poignant and relatable as well. Loved your poem!