Two locks on a wooden door with blue flaking paint

Behind Closed Doors

The first time I thought I loved,

now I really see

that he could never be

the one for me.


I fooled myself

believing that it might

be more than

behind closed doors.

Well, I guess I should have realised

that I was being used

becauseI’m damaged goods


I lose.


My own fault, really,

for thinking he could grow and change,

he never did

and went on just the same

powerfully misusing other women

like me, who were blind

to his shadows that lurked



Yes, I let this happen to me

and I don’t regret.

This thing

truly, has let

me stand stronger,

more aware now

of using my voice

in times where I need

to speak up for myself.


For others, indeed,

who aren’t as strong

or aren’t as freed,

believe that there will be

a better time, indeed.


I know what to do now

because I know what it’s like

to be treated

as if I were just a bike

hopped on and off


and again.


This one is for all the


who treat women

as if they haven’t a care.


Your Time’s Up now


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