They broke me.
I withstood the ultimatums,
The disapproving glares
And choose my own path
With my head held high
But they've broken me.
I countered letter with letter,
Warnings with decisions
And clung to the fragile thread
Of myself, my whole self
But they broke me.
I bathed, changed, fed,
Clothed, comforted, taught,
And kissed my sweet babies
With a blessing from God
Without a single regret.
But now they broke me.
I stood by his side
For 5 years,
Through thick and thin,
Rough and smooth,
With smiles and hope and confidence.
But I'm broken.
They emblazoned scarlet letters
On our chests
And passed our ashes around
To be picked apart under a microscope
And while he cried in my arms,
Betrayed by the Faith and Love
That had been his salvation and refuge,
I broke,
Shattered into glass and soul.