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    Realization on a winterish night

      I turn my back and walk away from what you’ve made of me. It’s not because I  hated youbut because I’m hating me. I tremble when I hear your voice, quake when your step is near. I hide when you come through the door. I die, a woman in fear. I once was strong, vibrant, and proud. My smile was quick and true. My step, once certain, now is not. It walks timidly after you. My laughter once was always there. You beat it out of me. I once could hold my head up high. Today I kneel at your feet. Humiliation, tears, and pain,is what you’ve put me…