Saturday, September 28, 2024

Prisoner in my Home

 

I feel like a prisoner in my own home

How did I let things go so wrong?

Noone could have prepared me for this

Nor would I have accepted this

But somehow the love got lost

I accepted the death of this girl boss

I took off my crown

I let the desire for love boss me around

I failed at being an empowering woman


The woman staring back at me is not who I want to be

I can see the plea in her eyes to make her happy

But how do I do that?

How do I bounce back?

There is a dark cloud that doesn’t leave me alone

A thunderstorm is always brewing in my home

I watch the tears fall down my face

As they fall upon my lips for me to taste

I taste the bitterness that I’ve held onto for too long

It’s time for me to right my wrongs

 

Today I take a stand to no longer be pushed aroun

Today is the day that I reclaim my crown

For today is the day that I stare back at myself

And for once I recognize my own wealth

I reclaim my name

I will rise to fame

I will be the best that I can be

I will be happy


Prisoner in my Home © 2024 by Yanee Brinks is licensed under CC BY-NC-ND 4.0

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Prisoner in my Home

  I feel like a prisoner in my own home How did I let things go so wrong? Noone could have prepared me for this Nor would I have accep...