My Worth
My worth is
To not live as addict anymore.
I've held on so tightly,
Let the pain end,
So the hope can begin again.
Let me sweet son know his momma's love,
No more distance,
No more fear
from my self induced messes.
Let my wee one know
And feel that
His momma is sorry.
I'm worth more than;
stolen happiness, abuse and fears.
He couldn't steal my light,
He couldn't steal my son's sunshine.
No man can steal my happiness,
Ever again.
Twin flame,
Go eff yourself,
Let you candle flame
Flicker and dwindle
As your intensity over me dies.
I forgive you from the trauma,
But I will never forget.
Thank you for the life lessons,
Now let me go
You treacherous bastard,
so this mother can live.
Copyright © Nikki Pruitt | Year Posted 2022
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