Beneath the shadow of hurtful words thrown,
I struggled to repair what had been overthrown.
Through shattered glass, I strained to see,
Love crumbling swiftly, fading free
With hopeful heart, I persevered,
Ignoring wounds, the pain, the tears.
Each bruise a secret, each scar concealed,
In desperate silence, I would softly yield.
I whispered vows to make amends,
Believed that love could heal the bends.
I danced on eggshells, walked the line,
Hoping for change, a sign, a sign.
Yet days turned dark, the nights grew long,
His anger’s grip, like iron strong.
My spirit weakened, light grew dim,
But deep within, a fire burned grim.
In trembling steps, I found my way,
To break the chains, to end dismay.
With strength newfound, I faced the truth,
I left behind my shattered youth.
A farewell brave, I whispered clear,
To end the cycle of hurt and fear.
No longer captive to his rage,
I stepped onto a brighter stage.
Though scars remain, both seen and hid,
I am free to love, to mend, to bid
Goodbye to pain, ready to embrace the sky,
But to you, it will always be a badbye.
Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
http://www.ifedolapoogunniyi.com
