You choose.
Where you are.
Who you are with.
What you think.
That IS the power.
That it is your choice to
be wherever you are.
I stayed.
Thought I had to.
Turns out.
I made that choice.
And it was good.
For then.
I had things to learn.
But sometimes
it didn't feel like a choice.
It's only looking back
that I see it as that.
I felt stuck.
Nowhere to go.
No family to take me.
No job.
No way to change things.
I did things along the way to survive.
But finally, even those
couldn't help.
I need to stop allowing him
to hurt me.
For me.
And strangely,
for him.
grace.
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