Power and Parenthood

I wasn't loved

You cheated, lied and hit

I felt the blood run down my cheek

You cheated, lied and swore

It would never

Happen

Again

I gave up

I broke it off

You took my soul for granted

You broke my heart, she was always the one

You said laughing, not me. Not I. 

My mother consoled me

Held me close, crying

You are better than

He can ever dream

She gave me my 

Power back

That he had 

Stolen

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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