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No More

“I am a strong woman”
Is what I’ve always dreamed of believing,
But the reflection looking back at me
Isn’t the truth.
So deceiving.

All I see is a tear stained face.
Trying to make you love me,
But I fall so far from grace,
You glaring above me.
Hateful words burying me.
Smothering me.
Keeping me rooted
In this false image of myself.
You’re supposed to love me to life,
But you’re loving me to death.
Or is it love.

That’s the shameful reality.
A prisoner of my mind.
Bound by my insecurities.
Yearning for freedom,
But you’ve locked me up
And thrown away the key
Because you fear the empowering
Force I’d be.

It’s time to stand up.
Put on my holy armor
And face the giant.
No more fear of reprocussions.
No more being quiet.
 
No more.







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