They’ve finally gone taunt, I am finally free of my Creator’s wretched tyranny. Yet that was so long ago, and i crave to feel their pull once again But this time, I hope that the pull will be more gentle. My Creator wanted a servant, and she succeeded, but now I choose who I want to serve And I hope to whatever god is listening that I choose someone deserving of my service.
I’ve been free of the tyrannical rule of my narcissistic mother for some time now, but i still wear my metaphorical chains. I just hope that if i ever find myself a woman, she doesn’t pull on them as harshly as my mother once did