Sunday, December 9, 2012

People... 12/9/12

Someday, I'll be able to say to myself
That I forgive me for the things I've done
I've learned my lessons harder than most
And have clawed my way out of hell
With my own bare hands

And someday,
I'll be able to look at all of you
The ones that have looked at me
And found me wanting
The ones that have used my pain
And that of my children
As weapons against me
Time and again...

And you know who you are...

I'll finally be the one
Looking down at you
Because something you've all forgotten
In your unrelenting mission to make me feel
As though I'm something less of a person
Something less than worthy
And I'll be able to turn that knife
Back on you

Is a wicked

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