This poem emphasise what it feels like for many women when they walk alone. I originally wrote the piece as a way of contextualising my feeling in regard to the Sarah Everard case; I didn’t post it at that time simply because it felt too soon. After sitting on this piece and adding it into my chapbook (Hear Me Scream) I’m finally ready to add my voice to it.
Confusing lust and love can ruin you if you let it. In this poem, I try and touch upon the moment I saw the truth between me and a lover. Like most things in like, nature has the perfect simile for this moment.
Please enjoy my first poem post of many. This piece is something I wrote when trying to let go of a person I loved. For each moment of our relationship, I wrote poem after poem; it only felt right to end with one as well.