I see the truth they tried to erase,
screens full of whispers, shadows of control.
But I knew.
I always knew.
I fought in silence,
kept myself alive
when the world wanted me gone.
A small hand pulled me back from the edge,
a second chance,
my reason to stay.
I grieve.
I miss.
I ache.
But I refuse to lose.
Love cannot be taken.
Being a mother cannot be erased.
I gather my truth like armour,
walk into the battle with fire in my heart,
unbreakable, deliberate, relentless.
I fight for what belongs with me.
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 9:20 AM UTC
I see the truth they tried to erase,
screens full of whispers, shadows of control.
But I knew.
I always knew.
I fought in silence,
kept myself alive
when the world wanted me gone.
A small hand pulled me back from the edge,
a second chance,
my reason to stay.
I grieve.
I miss.
I ache.
But I refuse to lose.
Love cannot be taken.
Being a mother cannot be erased.
I gather my truth like armour,
walk into the battle with fire in my heart,
unbreakable, deliberate, relentless.
I fight for what belongs with me.
