take back what’s yours
slap your self-worth out of his grimy hands and
dust off your precious Light
with the tenderness of a mother
loving her child.
he is never going to see your beauty
he will not acknowledge your talent
he can not see your luminescence
because his heart sight has been taken
blacked out with toxic thoughts
and abusive behaviors
and words poisoned with booze on his breath.
you didn’t take it
you’ve done it all
cut and hung,
cried in desperation
was the good girl
tried to be nicer
tried to be
– and i mean never –
time to get a little tough, here
get a hold of yourself, sweet girl.
take control of the child he continues to manipulate and harm,
ignore and criticize.
let down and disappoint.
slap your self-worth out of his grimy hands
with the force of a woman.
gather your sisters around you,
summon your guides
call on the angels
and reclaim your Self from the
sludge that gets in your lungs and stifles your breath
and gums up your arms and legs
and paralyzes your action.
cut the cord that joins you to him
let him go.
KNOW that you are enough