I know power and I know control.
His methods of loving me priced an extravagant toll.
Shattered and remade my entire soul.
Until I fell upon the shores of love.
He suffocated me with white covered gloves.
Still what I gave him was never enough.
And he would hurt me just to show me how he was tough.
His love was more than a little rough.
Intimidation and fear.
No empathy when he sees my tears.
You would think it would break me.
But courage and compassion grew from adversity.
He could only find satisfaction in dominating others until they caved.
His heart and mind were equally corrupted and depraved.
It would take a long time for me to realize his plans would all fail.
There’s a happy ending in the finality of this tale.
Because I said it before, love always finds a way to prevail.
Despite all he did to me,
I still found a way to fully love and care for me.
He wanted me to believe I was as broken as he.
But he couldn’t touch the beauty and worth I finally found in me.
Do as you will but I am not afraid.
In the end he was the one being played.
This love and this life I would never trade.
So keep your commands and your nightmares.
There’s nothing left in me to run from or fear.