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The Weapon of Choice

You didn’t have to hit me to form a scar
You didn’t have to make a fist to make a mark
You didn’t have to use any force
Your choice of weapon was your voice

The damage it caused wasn’t yours
The hurt I felt as you cut into my core
These scars I bare entirely by choice
Because I stayed when you raised your voice 

Love to me meant loyalty 
I stayed to be your queen indeed 
I thought I reigned in your heart and history 
How lucky am I now to have gained my liberty

I hope the next one loves you less
Not because I hate you because I don’t, yeah yes
But because it may be easier for her to leave
When she finally sees what she needs to see

I don’t believe you are inherently bad
And no you weren’t always mad
You were charming enough for me to fall in love with you
Yet when I mentioned a problem all help you refused

Experience is mine to gain through this trial
For you still see yourself through the eyes of a child
I’ve now enjoyment in a life without strife
And look to be surrounded by good in my life

Being cut loose for me was the best
For now I can finally take some rest 
I don’t have to always be on my guard
For peace and happiness you no longer rob

Written - February 08, 2021 - 5 PM

Copyright © C. A. Burkett | Year Posted 2021

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Gershon Wolf Date: 2/15/2021 5:27:00 PM Sounds like you sure made the right decision, C.K. It was give me liberty or give me death, pretty much. ~ P. Henry Login to Reply C. A. Burkett Date: 2/15/2021 6:07:00 PM Thank you Gershon, there are people who will drain the life out of others and the sooner we can see this and distance ourselves from them the better off we are. I hope someone reads this and has the courage to walk away as hard as it may be - he/she does not have to hit to be an abuser, to drag us down to where we don’t even feel like ourselves anymore. I am grateful for the support I feel from you and others in this community. :)-C.