It’s Time

I deserve to fly.

And I can’t do that if I crawl back to something that nearly broke me.

I release someone I’ve carried in my mind for far too long. My mother chose her husband over her daughter.

I hope my mother heals.

I mean that—from the deepest part of me.

I hope she finds peace.

I hope that she finally realizes the pain she caused me.

I hope the pain that shaped her finally softens.

I hope the war inside her ends.

I can’t be her battlefield anymore.

I can’t bleed for love I was never given.

And I won’t let her wounds reopen mine.

Not again.

Our end is here.

She was part of my cage—

not just the one built around me,

but the one I built within me.

I’m long done fighting for someone that hurts me.

I’m done bleeding quietly in the name of family.

That dysfunctional chapter ends here.

I hope she heals.

I truly do.

But I also hope that she never bleeds on me again.