Yesteryears


Granting no reprieve for myself
I continue this journey

This madness began moons ago
I let you have what you so willingly took
My power. My self-worth. My sanity

As of this very moment, I rescind my yesterday
As of this moment, I revoke my power
My self-worth. My sanity.

As you sit in the cracked and worn orange leather chair,
The sun rises behind you casting shadows all around.
Visible shadows, more than what remains in my troubled mind.

As of today, I'm taking back what you so willingly thieved from me;
My will. My strength. .My sanity.

The sun continues to rise, as it thankfully blinds my weary eyes
For I no longer wish to see, what I once embraced.
I long to see myself, as I once existed
Never to return to the vision of yesteryears

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