The nightmare,
the place where
she kept me
in deep despair,

I do not go there
anymore.

The sharp shark shadows
that used to follow,
the cold hollow
shallow hallways
where I felt no hope,

do not remain.

I still feel
a tinge
of past pains,

but I do not
have to live
in that same space.

I know where
I come from,
the storm of
a raging mom
who is not capable
of growing,

so I am moving on.

There will be
no healthy
reconciliation,
no fantasy
family
reunion
and forgiving,
no grand
finale
happy ending.

There will
only be me
living.