What I Have Overcome
You beat me down
Then praised me up
Destroyed my ego
while filling my cup
Left me cold in the pouring rain
Pretended to identify with my pain
This vicious cycle got old real fast
You’re not my present and I have erased my past
For I have grown, no longer a child
That you can take advantage of or defile.
Didn’t you know that ashes eventually blow away?
Didn’t you know that the winter would become spring someday?
I am now as sharp as those razor blades
You used to demoralize and invade
I am now a queen, my God my king
And in his palace I am capable of mighty things
In this land vindication he will bring.
By: Sabina Nicole
Copyright © Sabina Nicole | Year Posted 2011
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