Damn Her

damn her for her choices

damn her for her stupidity

damn her for her vulnerability

damn her for her weakness

who taught her this game of sacrifice?

was she conditioned this way?

maybe it was all she knew

maybe she never did seek education at all

damn her for marrying him

damn her for staying time and time again

damn her for blowing her chances

damn her for giving in

who taught her this game of sacrifice?

was she conditioned this way?

maybe it was all she knew

maybe she never did seek education at all

damn her for turning her head

damn her for calling out "LIAR!"

damn her for pretending

damn her for forgetting me

who taught her this game of sacrifice?

was she conditioned this way?

maybe it was all she knew

maybe she never did seek education at all

damn her for despising her children

damn her for the games she plays

damn her cause she is getting older

damn her for not learning by now

who taught her this game of sacrifice?

was she conditioned this way?

maybe it was all she knew

maybe she never did seek education at all

damn me for walking away

damn me for standing so tall

damn me for growing older

damn me for stopping these games

who taught me more dignity?

I wasn't conditioned this way

Maybe I chose to learn more than her

maybe I found the way

some mother's hand their daughter's over to their husbands.

some mother's just turn their heads and look the other way.

some mother's slap their daughters and call them liars

some mothers maybe never found the strength to climb out of the darkness and their own abuse.

words are for healing. words are for us to let go and to take control back in our own lives. sometimes a daughter just has to write something, just to let it out. that's what writing is about.

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