12d • General discussion
What was meant to break me
Battered and bruised
Used and abused
Being blamed and ashamed
By a beast whose untamed
An act of narcissism
Accompanied by chauvinism
Loss of appetite and sleep
A wolf dressed up as a sheep
Oh how looks can be deceiving
Now I’m left with all this grieving
Yet I’m sustained by Jehovahs hand
As I Watch my blessings expand
Somehow I’m grateful for this pain
Knowing my tears were not invain
I felt loneliness trying hard to consume
The environment filled with toxic air fumes
I asked myself why? And who am I to question?
He had taken away my self expression
And filled it with aggression, and indiscretions
It was time for my repossession
As I dealt with a dispossession
Carrying my kids on my shoulders
The weight began to feel like boulders
Jehovah doesn’t give you something you can’t handle
It was that years biggest scandal
I want to say I no longer hurt
I had to work hard to reassert
Myself esteem and confidence
Had been recovered from dominance
I survived to share my story
And to Jehovah God be the glory
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