When Moving On Hurts

This is my ode to leaving my mother’s household. “No one is perfect, especially you. You were cruel. You lied, you were mean and nasty. You tried to use me and brainwash me. You treated me like I was Cinderella. But, I got to watch your brain slowly deteriorate. And I… the loving person I…

Bigger Than My Problems

I am…bigger than my problems. Stronger than I seem. I am…wiser from my battles. Didn’t think I would make it. You have take a second glance… At me. There were times I let you win. The control you used started to weaken Every little breath I’d breathe. Until there was no me. I was arrogant…