I am not broken anymore. I am not the shadow Waiting for the body To wrestle me to the ground And tether me to shore. I am not broken anymore.
I am not fragile anymore. I poke and bite and hit And hiss when you provoke me And purr when you stroke me. I am not fragile anymore.
I am not waiting anymore I run when there’s open Ground, and I scream Into empty wind, and I Live in this body, and I am not vacant anymore.
You do not live in me anymore. Your words cannot hurt me Your fists cannot reach me And your soul may lie in pieces On a stranger’s ***** bathroom floor – But I do not live there anymore.
I am not broken I am not damaged I am not unlovable Anymore And your fists do not Caress me, and your Insults do not ****** me, and I do not Thank them for contact Anymore.
I am not yours Anymore. You can no longer make Me bleed, And the funniest thing About losing my Home is I keep finding Home In me.