Allowed
He didn't like it when I wrote
Guess my words were hard to swallow
Difficult to handle
the truth hurts sometimes
especially to a coward
but now I'm allowed
To feel my own feelings and think my own thoughts
I took them back, they are now all mine again
I fought against it
And now I'm allowed
And if I choose to talk about him
Or about whatever I want
I'm allowed
My reality is no longer in a battle against insanity
Against misery and hate
I didn't fight to win, I left to win
I made excuses for him to people close to me, couldn't tell them the truth
But now I am allowed
But best of all
I'm allowed to breathe
I'm allowed to be me
Copyright © Maryann Nope | Year Posted 2018
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