Is it correct of me to say

that you think the world should maybe revolve around you.

That you are the epiphany of righteousness

no matter what wrong you do

and that I am inferior to you

You feel that maybe your actions and mood swings change the sun into the moon

the moon into the sun

the sun into the stars

You think I should literally bow down to you

because I let you rule and reign over my heart

So that you can

step on my locks and ridicule and oppress me

Blind  my true reflection

with shattered glass

so I see a broken girl

instead of a woman fit to be queen see

I ask

Do you even care to know me 

You’re constantly in my ear barking instructions

 on what  I should do, 

how  I should act

in order to be worthy of you

For reason’s unseen my Father has placed you in my path

My guess is to make me stronger

because I refuse to let you weaken me

with your disrespectful taunts and your constant rants

about what I am and what I am not

or what I could or couldn’t be

What I don’t get  Mr. almighty

is  if I bring you down as far as you claim

why are you still here

If any woman will die to have you

 please save  them

Why waste your time on little ol’ me

Stress, pain, and tears for years

I’ve envied

the relationship I am so deserving of

but damn

You’re supposed to love me

What is your definition of love

Is it the absence of growth

of trust and maturity

Does it kill off the blossomed flower

before it has had a chance to breathe

Does your love create the endearing pet name bitch

or give you the right to lay hands on me

It’s just funny

now that I have my things packed and I’m halfway out the door

you’re calling me back for more

I can no longer endure

You

I need to live, to grow, to breathe

Your reply is that I’m hurting you

but baby

not as much as you have hurt me…