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Life Preserver

Escaping the depths of the murky lake, leg-kicking upward in frantic haste, arms grasp for purchase in what surely will be my watery grave. Head breaks the surface, lungs gulp for precious air, burning, aching subsides, drown-panic-dying moment passes. Another failed attempt by me to prove I am not aqua phobic. So reminiscent of our years together as I flail in the waters of regret for sticking with you for better or worse – mostly worse, suffocating from my fear of you. You stand on the shore of Lake Verbal Abuse while I flounder in the depths of inadequacy, never doing enough to please you. I don my mental life vest, swimming away from your cruel intentions. Embracing the water’s cool surface, its buoyancy, its life-giving waves, I float my way to freedom — if only in my mind.

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Date: 5/10/2023 5:45:00 AM
I'm pretty sure "for better or for worse" does not encompass abuse, Cindy. I love the metaphor yet it saddens me to think of a woman "sticking" with someone who abuses her. Happy Mother's Day.
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Cindy Thompson
Date: 5/10/2023 7:31:00 PM
You are correct. For better or for worse does not mean being a doormat. Freedom tastes so sweet! Thank you for the comment and the Mother's Day wishes.

Book: Shattered Sighs