This piece is called: Free

You used her and abused her. You buried her alive over and over again inside shallow graves, and she did whatever she needed to do to keep going; to keep surviving; to keep pulling herself up out of the quicksand you create, every time you open up your mouth and speak. Well fuck you, for not seeing the worth in me! Fuck you, for destroying all my goddamn dreams! Is this what happiness is to you? Control and power? Manipulation and abuse? Well honey, this ain’t doin it for me anymore. You’re not wealthy enough or pretty enough, to keep me locked inside this house made of glass, with no doors. I will shatter every fucking wall. I will fight to the death, in this war that you’ve waged all these years, against both of our souls. And I will come out on the other side of this; bloodied, battered, broken, but whole. And you’ll just be standing there in a pile of glass, wondering how you lost your control. Somewhere in all of this chaos you created, I learned how to love myself. I can finally stand face to face with my mirror, and not wish that I was someone else. This woman that I’ve become; she is strong and she is powerful, but one thing she’s not, is in love. You are nothing more than a monster. You’re a storm, in human skin. And the worst decision I’ve ever made in my life, was placing my heart, in your hands. You crushed it right in front of my eyes; over, and over, and over again. And I just kept staying through all of the lies; convincing myself, it would end; telling myself that someday, you would love me; that someday, you would see who I am; that someday you would finally look over at me, and realize what it is, that you have. But you know what I didn’t think about? I didn’t think about how I would feel. I didn’t think about what it would be like for me, when someday, was finally real; when someday, was finally here. I only thought about winning your heart; about making you see me, when I felt so invisible, for all of those years. I only imagined the way you’d finally look at me, when you realized who I am. I never thought about how I would feel, after waiting so long, for the cycle to end. Well here we are at the crossroads; at the intersection between fuck you drive, and happily ever after. And honey you might think that I feel an ounce of hesitation here, but I am completely resolute in the path I have chosen to take. I’m gonna walk the rest of this journey alone, because everything you hold in your hands, just breaks. I never thought I’d feel this way, or say this to you; but it’s just too goddamn late. I spent over a decade completely miserable and abused, and my love for you has slowly faded away; somehow by the grace of God, it’s turned into hate; and I know that that’s something you didn’t anticipate, but the feelings and reactions of another human being, is not something you can calculate. You couldn’t control the strength, that was buried deep inside me. You couldn’t control my fierceness or my resilience, or my desire to finally save me. I did it; I fell out of love with you. Somewhere along the way, I knew deep down that I needed to, and god it took me so many fucking years to do it. It took me so many sleepless nights of lying awake just crying in the dark, feeling so completely worthless and beat down, but I have finally done it; I have finally untangled and untethered myself from you, and it feels fucking amazing! It feels better than anything I have ever felt. This is where I took back my power. This is when I stopped living, by your demands. This is what freedom feels like! This is where I finally took my stand; with a shattered glass house, standing here at the crossroads, still holding this hammer, in my hands.”
-Little girl speak See less