I thought I was weak…
All those years of holding back
Praying for it to end
Not knowing what I could do
Wishing there was some way to stop it
I thought I was weak…
Watching the children suffer
Feeling helpless to change anything
Becoming so tired
Not wanting to fight back
I thought I was weak…
Giving in to the pressure
Becoming what I hated
Returning what was dished out
Loathing what I had become
I thought I was weak…
Crawling away from the situation
Hiding in a shelter
Keeping distance between us
Asking others for help
Now I look back and see
It took strength to endure the abuse
It took strength to be there for the children
It took strength to stand up and fight
It took strength to walk away
All of those years…
I thought I was weak…
Turns out I was wrong
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