Refused to Let Go
A year has gone by and turned so strange
Anger in his voice and strength in his grasp
What did I do wrong? It must be my fault
He hurt me for the first time, but then forgave
But I know this man: a good father, provider--I know inside he cares
I think I need to get out of this mess
I never thought today I would be the day I died
But after my fight, I managed to stay alive
I refused to let go of my children, my family, and importantly my life
I refused to continue living in denial when the truth is so clear
I refused to have anyone control my self of being
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