it became habitual
letting him conquer me with
hurtful, violent truths
or with
criticisms artistically formed
to be just what i was afraid to hear

it was me; i gave him that power

i let him pick me apart
opened myself to him
allowed him to dissect my every
weakness for him
allowed him to take what he wanted
and leave the rest behind

it was me; i sustained this abuse

there was no hope
that i could have anything more
i did not believe
that i deserved better
[until you]

for so long
i've been in this dark, dark tunnel
and there is no question
that at the end of it
you are the light

01/06/2008

Author's Note: lucky me.

Posted on 01/06/2008
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