A Collection Of Poems On Love, Abuse, And Recovery

The following is a trio of poems I have written in response to the 2 years of abuse I experienced. They are a small part of my journey to recovery. I hope you enjoy- KW

Concentrated Pressure

I am not shattered,
nor broken, nor cracked.

The choke hold
you held over me has
turned me into
a diamond.

Now I am far too strong,
too radiant,
too valuable,
for you to ever,
ever
deserve me.


Illegitimi non carborundum
It is okay to have a kind heart.
The world doesn’t have

to grind your compassion to bitter dust.

Acceptance of others is not
an invitation to be torn apart.
You deserve to be
respected and protected.

Darling,
you owe nothing to them.
Don’t let them snuff out your light.


Taking Residence

My love is not
a no-tell-motel
with windows smashed in
by careless boys pretending to be men.

It is not  guest house,
a place to sleep but not to remain in.
You can’t just come and go
without warning or regret
and expect things to be as clean
as they were on the first visit.

My love is a home
with shoes strewn by the door,
coats hanging off of chairs,
forgotten mugs of tea leaving rings on
my coffee table heart.
My love is messy, but it is real.

I offer up the keys perhaps
too soon, too passionately,
but I do not take that offer lightly.
When you take residence in my heart,
pull up a comfortable chair.
Enjoy your stay.

Author: Katherine Wheel

Katherine is a twenty-something year old writer from Greater Boston who is just trying to navigate adulthood. When she isn't writing, she enjoys going to concerts, painting, and spending time with her loved ones.

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