EG

Her eyes ignore the true landscape,
Her vision fixed upon his charm.
Her ears are tuned to static noise;
She holds his lies with open arms.
His hollow promises are empty,
And yet she turns a blinded eye –
Ignoring all the warnings given,
Refusing every reason why.
I watch from sidelines as she plays
A dangerous and subtle game,
And starts to see through all the lies –
His story to us both, the same.
I was the girl who played along,
Who swore that everything was fine.
Is this a path we all must tread?
Or did she borrow glasses, mine?
Can all the red flags that we see
Turn softly rose when held to light?
The torture of myself returns:
What did I do to make this right?
Naivety fades off with time,
Though never quite without the pain.
You cannot buy a single price –
Bound to the burden of the chain.
She will emerge a stronger soul
In quiet will, in open heart.
The jagged edges smooth like waves:
Will she wear armour from the start?
An unspoken and sacred bond,
From woman unto woman, shared.
Our eyes will meet in silent knowing –
A gentle nod to say she cared.
So hug your sister, hug your mum,
Your loyal aunty and your friend;
For from tonight and ever on,
We stand as one, and we defend.