I am not the woman I used to be…my strength grows at every rising of the sun…your hurtful plays will hurt me no more…3 years ago I crumbled, fell to my knees and cried blood, for you left without a word.
Not a goodbye or see you soon…not a farewell or an adieu…I’m not the woman …
I’ve always encourage my readers, viewers and listeners to express themselves the best way they know how…and sometimes when given the chance to do so some shy away from the opportunity but for those who were brave enough to rise up to the occasion I say BRAVO…for you have done something that the majority would …
Banging my head on the palm of my hand, I only had one question regurgitating in my mind: How did I get here? …I can hear him on the other side of the door, pounding… then begging for me to get out…but I can hear myself repeating that question again and again…How the f$#% did …
