One day...

One day you will be sitting on your couch with your bong in your hand wondering where everything went wrong.

One day you will be questioning where your baby is in this world.

One day i won’t be the housemaid and sex toy.

One day i’ll be gone and you’ll regret everything you have done to me that caused me to leave.

One day I won’t be stuck in a relationship i can’t escape.

One day i’ll prove you and everyone else wrong. Prove to them that i am the strong independent woman i am. And that I can do great and powerful things.

One day i’ll show my baby that there are better men in the world then their daddy.

One day you’ll see that i did so much more for you then you’d look at.

One day i will prove that i am going to be the best mommy to my little one and that i don’t need anyone that is just trying to hold me back.

One day i will be free of this pain and sadness that i am feeling right now being with you.

One day you can’t hurt me anymore.

One day you can’t brain wash me into staying anymore.

You have broken me into so many pieces. You have mentally and sexually abused me for far too long. You have shown me that i am as worthless to you as i have always felt. You have weakened me. But one day. One day i will stand tall and strong and you won’t be able to break me no more.

I’ll be as free as a bird flying in the sky and nothing will be able to bring me down.

But for now i will sit quietly and patiently till i can sneak out from under you and make the most and best life i possibly can.