๐ง๐ช: ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐
๐๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ฏ๐๐๐ฒ
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
It wasn't until I heard
Someone say, "me too"
That I started to view
That this pain was from you.
And you. And you.
And yes, you too.
But especially... ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ.
I came fractured and bruised.
The deprecation of my self worth
Started before you.
I'd long since been used
As a punching bag for others'
Emotional wounds.
So, when I met you...
I was a perfect package
Of cracked porcelain
Just pretty enough
To salvage.
Your attention and approval
Became my food.
Like a flower needs the sun
I thought that without you
Shining on me
That I'd be all for none.
Your claws dug deep in my belly,
And mine into yours.
Validating eachother,
In a toxic swirl.
You in the center,
Creating a world,
Where "no" has no weight,
Coming from a young girl.
"You're so pretty" you said.
My skin was like rice paper.
"I love the curls on your head"
My throat was titanium.
"Come sleep in my bed."
My stomach turned sideways.
I had told myself enough times by now,
"This is what you signed up for,
So you'd better allow.
It comes with the territory."
I believed this somehow.
I attached so much of myself to you.
Addicted to the magic,
scattered in with the abuse.
The pleasure in the pain,
Covering up the dark truth.
So well, I couldn't tell
That we were actually living
In some kind of hell,
Being sold to us
As love and friendship,
But it was just a shell
For dead end ********
Sometimes I find I look back
To these times reminiscing,
But then all I can think is,
"๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ?"
Cause now I sit here and wonder,
Why did I have no edge?
I had lost the understanding of what
A "no" feels like in bed.
It took me years to cut you off.
๐ง๐ฒ๐ป to be exact.
All this time I've hidden
These dark secrets of the past.
Not even realizing
It was fear
Holding me back.
Not even realizing
That this ****
Fed how I act.
๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ ๐ฎ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ป๐๐ถ๐น ๐ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐๐น๐ฑ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ป๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ "๐ฎ๐ฏ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ" ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ.
How brain washed is ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต?
Ever since I dug your
Claws out of my belly,
My wounds began to heal
And i started to see fully,
This relationship with you -
You were nothing but a bully.
๐ ๐ฏ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฏ๐น๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฏ๐น๐๐ฒ.
I've liberated myself from you.
And all the guilt and shame.
Understanding now,
Why so long I played your game.
I've taken back my power, and
I've taken back my name.
I'm not a victim of abuse.
I'm a raging, healing flame.
Burning down what you became.
Ashes are easy to blow away.
I rid of you and I'm on my way.
No longer afraid,
Of the monsters in the night.
Because, guess what?
I know what a '๐๐ฒ๐' feels like.
Mica Light
Apr 27, 2022
Apr 27, 2022 at 4:56 PM UTC
๐ง๐ช: ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐
๐๐ฎ๐น ๐๐ฏ๐๐๐ฒ
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
It wasn't until I heard
Someone say, "me too"
That I started to view
That this pain was from you.
And you. And you.
And yes, you too.
But especially... ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ.
I came fractured and bruised.
The deprecation of my self worth
Started before you.
I'd long since been used
As a punching bag for others'
Emotional wounds.
So, when I met you...
I was a perfect package
Of cracked porcelain
Just pretty enough
To salvage.
Your attention and approval
Became my food.
Like a flower needs the sun
I thought that without you
Shining on me
That I'd be all for none.
Your claws dug deep in my belly,
And mine into yours.
Validating eachother,
In a toxic swirl.
You in the center,
Creating a world,
Where "no" has no weight,
Coming from a young girl.
"You're so pretty" you said.
My skin was like rice paper.
"I love the curls on your head"
My throat was titanium.
"Come sleep in my bed."
My stomach turned sideways.
I had told myself enough times by now,
"This is what you signed up for,
So you'd better allow.
It comes with the territory."
I believed this somehow.
I attached so much of myself to you.
Addicted to the magic,
scattered in with the abuse.
The pleasure in the pain,
Covering up the dark truth.
So well, I couldn't tell
That we were actually living
In some kind of hell,
Being sold to us
As love and friendship,
But it was just a shell
For dead end ********
Sometimes I find I look back
To these times reminiscing,
But then all I can think is,
"๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ?"
Cause now I sit here and wonder,
Why did I have no edge?
I had lost the understanding of what
A "no" feels like in bed.
It took me years to cut you off.
๐ง๐ฒ๐ป to be exact.
All this time I've hidden
These dark secrets of the past.
Not even realizing
It was fear
Holding me back.
Not even realizing
That this ****
Fed how I act.
๐๐ ๐๐ผ๐ผ๐ธ ๐ฎ ๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐ป๐๐ถ๐น ๐ ๐ฐ๐ผ๐๐น๐ฑ ๐๐๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐๐ฟ ๐ป๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฑ "๐ฎ๐ฏ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ" ๐ถ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ ๐๐ฒ๐ป๐๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ.
How brain washed is ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต?
Ever since I dug your
Claws out of my belly,
My wounds began to heal
And i started to see fully,
This relationship with you -
You were nothing but a bully.
๐ ๐ฏ๐ฟ๐ผ๐ธ๐ฒ๐ป ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ ๐ฏ๐๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ป ๐ฏ๐น๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฏ๐น๐๐ฒ.
I've liberated myself from you.
And all the guilt and shame.
Understanding now,
Why so long I played your game.
I've taken back my power, and
I've taken back my name.
I'm not a victim of abuse.
I'm a raging, healing flame.
Burning down what you became.
Ashes are easy to blow away.
I rid of you and I'm on my way.
No longer afraid,
Of the monsters in the night.
Because, guess what?
I know what a '๐๐ฒ๐' feels like.
Mica Light
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