Weary

Today I will rise up and take what's mine.

I will seize back the power over my own life.

It's been a long time coming,

I've been fighting for so very long.

I will no longer be at the mercy

of a man's vindictive hatred.

I will no longer be on call

for a man's fickle love.

I will not be tossed carelessly aside.

I will not be trampled on when he leaves.

I will not be a punching bag or a doormat.

I will stop spinning aimlessly,

stop going with the flow,

stop stumbling and tumbling,

I will stop ruining lives with my failures.

I will stand up, I'll admit my shortcomings;

I wasn't the mother I needed to be.

On my knees, I will beg his forgiveness,

I'm so sorry I loved you all wrong.

I will give him the best gift I never received,

I will hand him the absolution I sought,

I will carry the blame on my shoulders,

the guilt on my heart, as I say goodbye.

My exit from life means freedom

For those burdened by my broken love.