Just leave
Let me talk to you.
Yeah you and I’m even talking to myself as well.The one making excuses for a man
who keeps making you feel small.
He doesn’t hit you but he hits your mind.
And somehow that hurt last longer.
He mentally abuses you.
Emotionally drains you.Then looks at you like you the problem.
He accuse you of everything
he guilty of.
Make you question your memory.
Make you question your tone.
Make you question your sanity.
And you sitting there like
Maybe I am tripping No baby.
You not tripping.
You surviving.He don’t gotta put hands on you to put fear in you.All he gotta do is raise his voice. All he gotta do is go silent.
All he gotta do is say I’m done
so you start begging. When did you start begging for basic respect?
When did love turn into
walking on eggshells in your own house?
You crying in the car.Driving in the rain.Arguing with yourself
because he done twisted the story again.
I won’t do it no more.I love you.
I’m just stressed.
But somehow you the only one stressed.
You the only one losing sleep.
You the only one losing weight.
You the only one losing you.
That honeymoon phase?
It ended fast didn’t it?
That man you met? He don’t live here no more.
Now it’s jealousy.
Now it’s control.
Now it’s him checking your phone like you a child on parole.
And you still calling it love?
Love don’t feel like confusion.
Love don’t feel like anxiety.
Love don’t make you choose
between your peace and your loyalty.
He making you choose life or death
in slow motion. And you still thinking
if you love him harder he’ll change.
Naw he will never it just keep on getting worser. Listen to me. A man that loves you doesn’t compete with you. Don’t belittle you.
Don’t break you down then blame you
for falling apart. You still got time.
Time to pack your pride.
Time to gather your strength.Time to remember who you was before he convinced you wasn’t enough. Don’t let the love you think is there
blind you to the disrespect that is.
Because one day you gonna wake up
and not recognize the woman in the mirror.
And that’s the real danger.
Before it’s too late choose you.
Choose your sanity. Choose your peace.Choose your life. Because the strongest thing you can do ain’t staying. It’s walking away without looking back.
~butterfly ~
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