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From where did you rise,

3:00 am gazes of your peering eyes?

Maybe from the mattress flip,

I’m glad I was able to dive and not dip.

Perhaps it’s from feeling the thrust against the bed,

I love you, you caused this, is what you said.  

Clothes cloroxed and some burned,

Each time I find one my stomach churns.  

Months of hiding keys,

Planning, plotting, how and when do I leave?

I hate this feeling,

Far less than thrilling.

Stolen my se-cu-ri-ty,

I use to see me as a less than to be.

Each day gets better,

For baby girl, I can’t let her

Continue the cycle

With James, John or even Michael.

Use your voice,

Remembering you always have a choice.

Challenges will come,

To most, many and some.

Absolved from this you are not,

And from your memory, you can’t blot,

But HIS hand you must hold

And out of the fire will be a new mold.  

Taking back my power,

No longer will you tower,

Over me, my future or my thoughts,

Ahhhhhh, inner peace is what’s sought.  

Fierce and determined I am a woman that stands,

With rounded hips, full pink lips fleeing from what gender deems is a man.

Push, pull the tug of war never ends,

Cracked and some parts broken, I can’t continue to bend.

An inaudible cry,

Some are present and others don’t even try.

Pillow wet and soaked with tears,

Awakening to some fanfare and more fake cheers.

Focus is the only choice,

Finding ME, MY words, MY voice.