Door Matt

Door Matt

You picked me up, and threw me down.

You lifted my spirits, and tossed them around.

You tended my wounds, after the pain you caused me.

You blinded me with kindness, so that is all I could see.

Stupid and naive, I thought I caused your anger.

Over time, to myself, I became a stranger.

One day I realized I wasn’t my own.

Into a caged, wounded girl, I had grown.

Trying to restore our lost love, I had entered that cage.

It did not protect me from your unprovoked rage.

On the day I stood up, a woman of my own,

none of your force could not push me back down.

I left many things behind on that day,

but my independence, self worth, and womanhood, I still have today.

I still have nightmares of you five years later,

but I am awakened by a man nine million times greater.