The One That Got Away Poem by Lisa Jones

THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY

I was like a butterfly caught in a spider's web.

I was a beautiful and colorful butterfly flying so freely, never expecting trouble ahead, never expecting danger or a trap.

All was right in my world, an unsuspecting and naive butterfly.

There was a spider web that I did not see until it was too late and it trapped me.

I got entangled like a butterfly in his web not a web of silk, but a web of manipulation, and lies, a web of trickery, and deception, a web of fear and uncertainty.

This wasn't any spider, but one of camouflage and venom, clever, and toxic.

The butterfly seemed to not have much of a chance, but the butterfly had a way of escape that the spider did not know.

The butterfly had detachable scales and it pulled away from the web.

It's wings may have been damaged in the escape, but at least it got away.

Like the narcissist who knew he had laid down the love bomb and knew he had trapped me in a trauma bond like a spell, I too got away.

Like the spider the narcissist thought he had his prey.

I was caught in a cycle of abuse that I knew not of, but I had a way of escape that he never saw coming.

I detached myself and I got away.

No it wasn't easy, it was a struggle for my life, it was a fight for freedom.

I gave it everything I had in me and my spiritual inner wings emerged.

I escaped the trap meant to devour and destroy me, and although I was damaged in the escape like the butterfly, I was the one that got away.

Gifted by God & Written by Me ~ A.(Lisa) Jones