I am me

Days are rough and lonesome
Loud and fast paced
Sitting around consumed by boredom
A new life with which I am faced

A beautiful daughter
Happy and healthy
With a worthless father
Selfish, not wealthy

I am grateful for my loving mother
Who helps me through everything
I would not ask for another
Not trade her for anything

He sends me into a rage
A red blanket covers me
As I put my thoughts on this page
I don’t know what else to be

Perhaps I should be indifferent
Just not care about him at all
Why let him pull me in?
I need to let him go and ignore his calls

I have a life worth living now
With him, my life was sad
He always wanted to control me, wanting me to bow
If not, then of course he’d get mad

As if it was his relationship only
I was an object not partner
His love is extremely phony
I don’t want to be pushed farther

I need to leave
I have left, though
In myself I need to believe
So, I don’t ever go back and sink so low

I am no longer property
I am not longer an object
I am my own person
I am myself again.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

It is difficult to toss it off when we have been wronged, and maybe we shouldn't try. Perhaps the best course is to let the anger be what it is until it abates. Most importantly, don't let it consume you.