Poem -
Through the Fire
In retrospect
I recall the wearying days and long nights
I spent trying to make me work
with you
Like an treadmill going up hill with
no off button
I was stuck in a codependent rut
with you
Gas lighting ?
You were the ultimate flame thrower master
Blazing paths into my sanity
Smoke filling my reality
Friends standing by so helpless
Attempting to put out Mt St Helens
with a fire extinguisher
Perhaps I wax a bit dramatic
I have that right
You see,
I gave everything I had to our bonfire
I fed it for over 20 years
I look back with forgiveness
For you and for me
Through the fire
We came through the fire
Now I am free
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Comments
I find poems based around deeply personal experiences to be some of the easiest and yet at the same time the hardest poems to write. The metaphor of the ultimate flame thrower master is a very powerful one and it is one you continue in the following lines with blazing, smoke, Mt. St. Helens and fire extinguisher. And still, as with your other poems, there is this element of forgiveness.
we'll it takes two in a relationship and as far as i would love to blame it all
on the other party.... I can not. It was not until I started getting some distance from the open conflict...that I could see some truth.
thank you for your comments. I love that you get it.
violet
I don't always but I try. Thank you. And yes distance can bring with it clarity.
Worth a follow. This one struck home with me Violet. You are stronger than I, to find yourself free. Looking forward to reading more from you! Sincerely, Max
Max.... well free im this case was just disentangled and able to function on my own power. I am human, and still find some traces of the damage done
and at times if I am not careful, dwell in the pity party realm.
But from where I was to now, free still fits and I try and function in gratitude each day.. Thank you for your read and comment.
Violet