I take everything a little too personally…
Your words take me back to a time where I was feeling helplessly.
Before you even speak I have the narrative written in the ink of negativity.
Convinced without reason you will treat me the same way he did, controlling me completely.
For a long time I wouldn’t face a simple reality.
I never had any control over what he did or said.
Those nights left terrified and alone in my own bed.
I couldn’t control what happened so my mind keeps fighting to find security.
I had no power then, but I do now and I’ll find my way by learning how to keep loving me.
What he did was on him, I have to stop blaming myself for all the wrongs.
I still struggle to change the way I think…
“I said it all wrong…”
“I shouldn’t have done that…”
But no matter what I said or did he would have found a reason to hurt me all along.
I can listen to the voice I have and write my own song.
Sometimes adversity shows up on our doorstep, not to kill us, but to make us strong.