I pick up the pen,
And, I start to write.
I put it down again,
Partly nerves, partly fright.
I have yet to decide,
Quite what I need to say.
But there’s nowhere to hide,
Not after yesterday.
I put pen to page,
The ink starts to flow.
Yet another life stage,
Do I stay? Do I go?
When you first raised your hand:
“You won’t do it twice!”
Remember the playground?
Bullying is not nice.
I’m not a battered wife,
Not where you can see.
Just trouble and strife,
I deserve a push maybe?
The ink is darkest black,
Is that now your heart?
There can be no going back,
Now you’ve shown that part.
I will always love you,
Although you hurt me so.
Say sorry till you’re blue,
Or until tomorrow.
It’s time to say goodbye,
Before things can get worse.
With a heavy heart I sigh,
And say goodbye in verse.
The bruises they will fade,
But this ink is permanent.
No more, this masquerade,
I’m afraid this is the end.
***
Such a powerful poem beautifully written, so sorry you had to experience that, glad you are ok now x
Thank you Becky. I’m very pleased it’s history 🙂 x
Very strong and moving poem. So sorry you’ve had this experience though
Thank you lovely. It was so long ago it feels like another me.
This is definitely one of your best. So powerful. The lines ‘Say sorry till you’re blue,
Or until tomorrow.’ are particularly strong. I’m sorry that you have the experience with which to write this x Thank you so much for sharing with #ThePrompt x
Thank you Sara 🙂 x It was almost like writing about someone else it was so many years ago but those empty sorries are still vivid.
Lisa, lovely lady, this is so brilliantly written and, although I expect it wasn’t easy to do, it is something that I know many women will associate with. You are a talented lady and this is one of my absolute favourites from you. Thank you so much for linking to Prose for Thought x
I thought twice about clicking publish to be honest, but, like mental health, if no-one talks about it, it’s no use to anyone. It seems like a lifetime ago to me but I know people are going through worse all the time 🙁 Thank you as always for being so complimentary and hosting an awesome linky 🙂 xox
What an amazing poem Lisa. Very powerful and resonates with me or anyone who has come to the end of the road in a relationship.
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Wow Lisa, what a powerful poem. I can get right in under your skin. You have a great talent.
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Thank you for the compliment Emma. I wasn’t sure whether to publish when I realised the road the pen was taking me on. Glad it’s history 🙂
It’s hard to write something as powerful as this without having experience of it. I hope I’m wrong…
As always, beautifully written. X
Not completely wrong but it was a very long time ago and I’m absolutely fine now, thank you lovely x
Oh my, this is a really powerful poem Lisa.
I didn’t know I was going to write about this; I will try and find a more humorous subject next week. My memories are faded 15 years on, but, I expect it’s hard reading for recent and current sufferers.
That’s very powerful.
On a side note, if it’s personal, I hope you are ok?
It is somewhat autobiographical Karen, but I am fine; it was a long time ago.