Not Worth It
She stood fearlessly
On the balcony wall
One more step
And she could end it all
Not that she would
She just wanted to scare
A brief moment of power
Silently saying a prayer
What is the point
of anything anymore
His hateful words
had cut her to the core
Time and again
she would acquiesce
Living with him
was like a game of chess
She always had to be
Two steps ahead
To know what was coming
Or fear to tread
This day was like
Just any other
She was only breathing air
But to him it was a bother
He was irritated as usual
With what she was doing
A fight ensued
It was always brewing
Emergency vehicle sirens
Sounding in the distance
Probably coming for her
To offer their assistance
Digging deep in her soul
Searching for serendipity
This is letting him win
She’d had an epiphany
Stepping down from the ledge
Her strength had returned
The power was hers
The tide had turned
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©
Word Prompts:
OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day #16 – Catch me when I fall
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