The woman she can be

She’s seduced by confident looks

The promise of protection

She’s unsure, unsteady, unknown

Straight into his arms she runs


Confused bird

Wings still growing

Dazzled child

Heart in awe


She’s told her thoughts don’t matter

And that pleasure’s not for her

She just has to listen and please

For now, let go of other dreams


Stunted bird

Away from light

Blinded by

Another’s sight


She learns to hold her tongue

Suppress what’s viewed as wrong

Moulding her future to his wish

She makes her life defined by his


Trapped bird

Wings clipped

Lost girl

Voice unheard


She hides beneath his shadow

Too weak to crawl away

She takes joy from the false delight

Of being what she’s ought to be


Fallen bird

Wings broken

Lonely girl

Bred to serve


The memory lingers on

The shame, the hurt, the pain

Piercing moments, intimate

Invader in the night


Crippled bird

Wings deformed

Haunted girl

Wanting more


It’s time to face the truth

Then leave it all behind

With new wings take to the sky

Become the woman she can be


Image: David Seguin, Young woman

Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe

Storyteller, holistic health guide, and lawyer, with a mission to promote health and ways of living more harmoniously on this planet and with each other.

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