Broken Chair
Today the sky is blue,
The trees are green,
And there is a soft breeze.
I whispered to myself,
Not really knowing
How the outside felt.
It’s been awhile since I’ve felt the sun shower me with warmth,
Since I’ve smelled the bark of a tree-
This old fan that stands in the corner
Is the only breeze
That gets to me.
I have four walls,
And I know this is where I belong-
With the rest of the items in the room.
I am no greater than the bed;
Much like the dressers
That were once filled,
I am left empty,
Doors sealed.
To the right of the bed, next to the fan,
Once a beautiful, strong chair stood.
Legs on the ground,
You could tell it was proud.
Night and day
It would take its place.
Stand strong,
Even when it was wronged.
Used again- thrown back to its place.
The legs begin
To crack and shake.
Still, this chair had no fear.
It stayed strong,
Shed no tear.
Here he comes again.
He kicks the chair and has a fit.
Questions, ‘what is this chair’s ability at all?
What good is a chair that is so small?’
The chair should feel so lucky to have a place,
There’re a million chairs that could take its place!
Stand in the corner,
Or in the garbage you’ll be placed!
With its last will to be strong,
The chair scooted forward- that was wrong.
With all his anger, and a mighty kick,
That’s the day the chair
Finally quit.
On the floor, with no legs to stand,
The days go by,
And light is dead.
In the room,
The walls are grey,
Until the curtain tears and suddenly,
A light appears one day.
A reminder that,
Even in the darkest rooms,
God will always find a way to shine his light through.
A gentle whisper comes out to say:
‘Today, the sky is blue,
The trees are green,
And there is a soft breeze.
And I know that I have the strength in me.
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Comments
I was in a very abuse and controlling relationship for three years. I was locked away in a room and treated very poorly. When I wrote this poem I viewed myself as a chair a piece of furniture, I was told that I was owed and no longer my own person, so in this poem I viewed myself as a chair, I am equal to not greater then any item in the room, I was no longer a human begin. I tried to stay strong and pray in these dark times slowly forgetting what the real world was, I was beating down emotionally and physically for so long that I eventually gave up hope.. until one day I was so weak I couldn't move my body I thought to myself "this is it" and then out of no where the curtain stabled to the wall fell off and I knew that was God telling me to get up and fight! It's been a year since that day and I am finally free, I take a walk everyday outside no matter the weather just so I can feel the free world and remind myself that even in the worst situations there is always a better s situation awaiting me, it won't always be easy but I know deep down inside me I have the strength to make it.
Thank you for reading and taking your time to see into the mindset of another.
-God bless
Courtney,
Thank you so much for sharing your poem and your experiences. It is only in the sharing and exposing our demons that we can truly exorcise them; and creating a beautiful, if harrowing, work of art out of so horrific an experience is one of the best ways to do just that.
Welcome to Cosmofunnel. You'll find a warm, friendly, safe place to share your work, grow as an artist and find your feet in the world once more.
Soave sia il vento,
J ;)
you are so brave girl..feel free feel happy
beautifully constructed poem, Courtney....writing the explanation is a terrific idea as well...your story is both triumphant and inspiring, love this post, hope you keep writing, well done and welcome, again....cheers poetess
Hey Courtney I think most poets should write a preface in the comments so you can tell where they are coming from . We are not mind readers or nostradamus looking at the quatranes . I feel your hurt and I can relate because I was in a marriage like this for the last the 3 years of it. A chair is great metaphor for how you were viewed by your love . Glad life is looking up for you , mine has been for many years now . Welcome to cosmo., take care rock
A very moving write Courtney with superb analogies.....poetry from the gut is always the best type. I hope you continue to write and enjoy your freedom.
Regards Mick.
Wow, I felt her pain , shared it even. Wanted to shout out, 'get up and get out.' A great poem.
Thank you so much! Your comment was so wonderful and so are you. Thank you for taking your time out to read it.
Graphic imagery in this poem, Courtney! Thanks for being vulnerable to those of us out here by sharing your experience. Congrats for breaking free from the situation & starting anew!*!*!
Jacki
Courtney, you are to be greatly admired, not only for a very powerful write, but, also for your courageous and positive attitude to your new found freedom, walk every day and take in the sweet aroma of nature that you are now a part of. Thank you for sharing your story.
what a touching poem! stay strong and keep writing.
Wow COURTNEY!!.......unbelievably powerful piece...... with the preface making it that much more powerful........ wow!!......PINNED!!.......well crafted...... and ......WELCOME to COSMO!!......T ♥
Empowering read.
Thank you so much.
So pleased you have escaped hell and found a better place.
Salvation from various appalling situations can be overlooked if the mindset is wrong due to abuse.
Those suffering need to have easily accessible means to contact those who can end the nightmare bringing freedom.
Thank you for sharing your story through the craft. Wishing you the very best in the future.
Take care. :)
Beautiful!
Thank you so much. ❤️
what a beautiful poem. I am so happy to hear that you were able to leave that situation.
thank you for your beautiful words.
I Am happy you have chosen to share your emotions through such a beautiful way such as this. Cant wait to see what you post next!
Reminds me of a strong woman I know! No matter what comes your way always stand tall, this poem is beautiful and shows a true struggle. What a beautiful way to express such a tragic moment in your life. Keep moving forward, and keep writing! You have talent!