The Trapped Heart
A Poem About the Tragedy of an Abusive Relationship
Should I stay or should I go—I don't know.
Is it noble for one to suffer
The pain of being with him,
Or to take action and run
And risk being alone. To stay, to be trapped
Would cause the abuse to spread its roots
Around my chest and squeeze,
Until I turn cold and lie in my own
Self-sorrow and despair. To escape, to be free---
To grow wings and fly on my own.
To leap from the mountains and run ‘till I reach
The horizon, and there, with my last breath,
I will look to the Heavens and thank God
For giving me this chance to live once more.
But what would happen to those I leave behind?
Would they cry out for me in their sleep,
Praying that I am still alive and untouched?
Would I remain haunted by my past,
Preventing me from ever having a future?
Would I remain solitary forever,
Never again to experience love? Then again,
To suffer ‘till one’s last breath is not living,
But is simply existing against all odds.
Why take in the pain of never being enough,
Even though you gave your entire soul
To someone else? Someone who
Beat it blue and left it for dead…
However, Life is not about living,
It is about remembering. Remember
The feel of the sun seeping into your body
And the laughter coming from the flowers
As they continue to bloom and fly away
While you remain where you’ve been all along.
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