The excessive beeping shot through my ears

That of a cellphone

Rather than the alarm that brought me tears

The controlling boyfriend is what I feared


His voice shot through the phone

"Why won't you answer me?!"

Truthfully, I wanted to be alone

He had violence in his tone


I reminded myself of who I was 

And finally distanced myself

From the duds

Leaving him in the mud


I allied myself to grow as a person

Building myself up

Into a better version

Like a patient to a surgeon


I look in the mirror and see a fighter

A warrior

Someone whose paper is so much whiter

Ridding myself of the inability to feel lighter


I stand here today,


I stand here today,


This poem is about: 
Our world
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