You probably wanted me
To crumble into dust
Had a notion of belief
Completely out of touch
Yeah, you thought I would be broken
Walking with a crutch
But when you chose to step away
I was finally free to love
Released me from the tangles
Of the poison in the mind
I have grown from the struggle
And, you see, I’m doing fine
I can weather any storm
To which your actions feel inclined
And no matter what you do
Just know that I’ll always survive
Rising to the challenge
Stirred from your disgrace
Just a victim of self-loathing
Which you cannot replace
Try to shift your focus
Yet I cannot be blamed
Stuck living with yourself
While I am oh so ar away
Along with my attention
Left all our memories
Erasing your existence
And all of the unpleasantries
Finally having peace
Held in wonder of my reveries
A world that I create
Where love finds not an enemy
How drastic is the contrast
Of your world versus reality
How twisted your perceptions
Swayed by every triviality
Bipolar in its nature
Disfigured in morality
I scarcely care to know you
‘Cept by the holds of my frugality
Like a work of fiction
All those years they seem unreal
The abuse and pain and anguish
Seem to fade to no ordeal
An account of my true innocence
Against that which you concealed
Yet time has come to introduce
A means for me to heal
Healed, that’s what I am
Not a scar, not a blemish
Not a crack within my soul
I am whole, not a remnant
Where I once longed for love
Feeling void, an empty crevice
My life has been reclaimed
And complete in its replenish
And I have not a sentence
Over my life writ in despair
There will never be a day
That I will live again, impaired
Standing on my feet again
And you can see it clear
I will never be the him again
That you once domineered
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