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it is so much easier to see the abuse from a distance, once it's over and you are safe again

The Choices
I anticipated death, but instead took freedom.
I compromised so long . . . and don't much,
Anymore.
You thought I wasn't good enough you thought
You were better.
Better than what?
Better than rape, maybe.
I made that choice thinking
It was the last.
Something stopped me from
Rolling over dead.
Maybe a magic dragon hovered
Right above my head.
Just long enough for me
To make the next choice.

I wasn't as unhappy as I should have been
With you.
I gave up before I saw how easily
I could have fought because
I believed I was the trash you
Loved me as.
Trash like who?
The people you know?
Maybe I accepted that idea assuming
It was right.
Something stopped me from
Rolling over dead.
And, no way was it anything you
May have said.
But it was enough to make
The right choice.