I am NOT what happened

I am not what happened

I am not his mistake

I am not he who took me

who came in and burned all the bridges

that my young self had ever come to know

Who would have ever thought?

Something so warm at first sight

could end up making me feel so cold

I AM NOT HIS MISTAKE

I am not the person he took away that night

my youth forever stained by the darkness of the room 

I am not the person who is to blame for the yelling, the screaming, the anger, the bruises

I am not him, who was so malicious 

I am not him.

I am someone who overcomes

I am strong.

I know my worth, I know myself, I know now

I am not what happened. I am a warrior. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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