2022 Poem Eight

CW: Illusions/references to domestic violence

Reflections on One More Theory on Pandemic Polyamory

 

I’m sorry I did that.

Nothing I write could change anything I said or did.

Or, more accurately, didn’t do.

How could I have chosen to believe her?

Over you? I could lie and say I don’t know but

I know.

She had me wrapped into her reality-

Bending to her whims and believing she was The Wizard of Oz.

You escaped her influence almost a year before I did.

Before I could- Before I was willing to.

I can no longer judge you

For taking that risk;

For seeing her for who she was.

You fled to safety that I refused to provide.

I miss you- us.

You’ll forever be on the list of what she took from me.

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