The Day I Changed

A fantastical metamorphosis!

Radhika Ghosh
Whispered Verses



“You’ve changed a lot!”
I told him, teary-eyed.
He gave a wry smile
Letting the smoke rings escape his cigar.

I turned to my side of the bed
Hoping that two strong and kind arms would hold me soon
Pull me closer and bathe me
In the forever ecstasy of love.

The strong arms arrived but they were unkind, unlovable
They strangled me hard as I immersed in insanity
Struggling to breathe
And gasping to pull some extra air into my weak lungs.

I dive into my untapped consciousness
To seek refuge, to rediscover myself
And to find where I went so wrong.

With red eyes and an almost choked voice
I emerge — to come to terms with myself
I changed . . .
Turning into an independent butterfly from an immature caterpillar.

Stepping up — I choose myself now
I pick my battles, polish my armour
And let my wounds heal,
No longer allowing people to stab my poor heart.

I wish I could have changed earlier
And stopped relying on sunken dreams and broken people.
But it’s never too late to start anew
This life is my story and I’m its sole writer.

#NaPoWriMo 12th April 2024