She said, "It would be a pleasure to walk on glass."
Always exhausted by the outcome
She saw in the mirror those few days
"I'm stronger without you, no? Without a leech.
******* away my love. My freedom. My feminism. My drive.
Why must he allow me to feel this weak?"
She didn't see the light anymore
She wanted to walk with her chin up and optimism for the rest of the week.
But no.
No could she walk when he seemed to completely given up
Everything.
She was weak. She didn't want him anymore.
She wanted to breathe her own air.
Think
Her own thoughts.
Speak
Her own words.
Do
What she wanted to do.
No more guilt.
No more misunderstandings.
Just her.
And God.
And her newly born to-do list for Selfish She.
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 9:39 AM UTC
She said, "It would be a pleasure to walk on glass."
Always exhausted by the outcome
She saw in the mirror those few days
"I'm stronger without you, no? Without a leech.
******* away my love. My freedom. My feminism. My drive.
Why must he allow me to feel this weak?"
She didn't see the light anymore
She wanted to walk with her chin up and optimism for the rest of the week.
But no.
No could she walk when he seemed to completely given up
Everything.
She was weak. She didn't want him anymore.
She wanted to breathe her own air.
Think
Her own thoughts.
Speak
Her own words.
Do
What she wanted to do.
No more guilt.
No more misunderstandings.
Just her.
And God.
And her newly born to-do list for Selfish She.