she would rather
destroy
burn the bridge between you
and drown
in the river below
than climb
and meet you
halfway
across the chasm
that splits
your bed
A powerful and real write. Setting oneself free of the grip of a sociopath is no easy task. Strength and truth:)
Powerful writing that reveals a very strong negative emotional state. Talk about separation, rescue, salvation. Describe a situation with the woman who has resumed the properties of her life with the courage necessary to cross that street, any woman who has lived a divorce identifies herself in the poem.
Excellent work of connection between writing and life.
A powerful look at the struggle to survive and overcome an abusive relationship. I’ve never been in an abusive romantic relationship. But, I have suffered abuse in familial situations, from both men and women kin. I never contemplated violence against those kin, but I did want to die myself at times. I also feared becoming the very kind of person I feared. I saw my own peers among my kin become no different from the abusers by whom we were being raised – and go on to themselves raise the next generation the same way.
These words really echoed how I often felt in those long gone bad old days
she would rather
destroy
burn the bridge between you
and drown
in the river below
A powerful and real write. Setting oneself free of the grip of a sociopath is no easy task. Strength and truth:)
Thank you.
Sad, intense, courageous. Raw, maddening, and, in this dramatic madness, fresh.
Thank you.
Welcome.
Powerful writing that reveals a very strong negative emotional state. Talk about separation, rescue, salvation. Describe a situation with the woman who has resumed the properties of her life with the courage necessary to cross that street, any woman who has lived a divorce identifies herself in the poem.
Excellent work of connection between writing and life.
Thank you.
Good writing expresses a woman's courage against domestic abuse. The woman must value herself and jump the obstacles with faith.
Thank you.
A powerful look at the struggle to survive and overcome an abusive relationship. I’ve never been in an abusive romantic relationship. But, I have suffered abuse in familial situations, from both men and women kin. I never contemplated violence against those kin, but I did want to die myself at times. I also feared becoming the very kind of person I feared. I saw my own peers among my kin become no different from the abusers by whom we were being raised – and go on to themselves raise the next generation the same way.
These words really echoed how I often felt in those long gone bad old days