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

Entrepreneur, earth warrior, storyteller and lawyer, with a mission to promote ways of living harmoniously on this planet.

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