It’s easy for me…
It’s easy to say that I tripped and fell,
Easier than admitting i’m living in hell.
It’s easy to try and justify,
Easier than the wondering and questioning why.
Easy to blame the washing and cooking,
Hiding the tears when no-one is looking,
It’s easy to hide and cover up bruises,
Existing each day behind my façades and my ruses,
It’s easy to wait and hope that they’ll change,
Whilst the life I once knew seeming distance and strange.
Its easy to say “i’m fine” and “I’ll cope”
Easier than realising that perhaps, there’s no hope.
It’s easy to hide the pain in a vault,
Easier than admitting to the hurt and assault.
It’s easy to put up with the abuse and the rape,
Easier than realising that maybe for me -
its too late.
It’s easy for you…
It’s easy to believe the lies you’re told,
Easier still than being bold.
It’s easy for you to to buy excuse after excuse,
Easier still than seeing the truth.
It’s easy for you to turn away,
It’s easy to lie and think “she’ll be okay”.
It’s easy for you, to wonder what you could have done,
But it wasn’t as easy as you biting your tongue.
It’s easier for you to hope it’ll get better and ‘wait’
But that ease is soon gone when it turns out -
you were too late.
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NB: Whilst these poems do draw on some personal experience, it is best to clarify that they are not current ones. I am not currently in an abusive relationship – I am in a very positive healthy one, one where my other half encourages me speaking out and trying to make a difference where possible.