Mary M-K Poet I do not know?

Axe Me How

I can only slightly breathe again 
The strength of your oxygen chokes the air from in me.
I can only slightly defend
Myself from you and you won’t let me be. 
I keep trying to run but my feet are concrete. 
My legs can’t seem to keep up and my mind won’t shut off.
I keep replaying the nightmare in my mind 
And I can’t seem to stop asking how you were that guy. 
My hands are tied in knots 
I keep trying to get out,  
but it hurts a lot. 
And I finally feel like I can get free. 
And you pull me back in and say 
“You can’t live without me. “
I twist my arm free of the rope and out of your grasp. 
And I see that 
There is this axe 
that can set me free. 
All it requires is a little reach. 
I try to grab it in my hands 
And I try to swing  
but I honestly don’t know 
how to cut down the darn tree.

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Caren Krutsinger September 25, 2018 at 8:27 AM "Worrisome fears grasp my soul Crying tears, why I don't know" - I do believe we have all experienced this nightmare-ish place, and it is horrible. Your Mom saved you, and that is always the way, hopefully.

Caren Krutsinger September 25, 2018 at 8:12 AM This reminds me of all the things I was going to pull together and create with, but never did. I started ruthlessly throwing things kept way too long this summer, and the freeing liberating feeling is wonderful!

Caren Krutsinger September 25, 2018 at 7:45 AM "the strength of your oxygen chokes the air from me" - I am thinking how appropriate this is, from the perspective of a woman who has been tricked into staying with an overbearing abusive man. Mary M-K October 13, 2018 at 10:29 PM Thank you.