The Day I Left
Chains broke in silence--
I walked through the ash of vows,
lungs full of my name.
Bruises turned to wind,
my own footsteps growing loud
on a road I made.
The stars do not ask
permission to burn brightly--
neither do I now.
I walked through the ash of vows,
lungs full of my name.
Bruises turned to wind,
my own footsteps growing loud
on a road I made.
The stars do not ask
permission to burn brightly--
neither do I now.
[written July 2025 to mark 12 years since July 11, 2013 when I left my abusive ex-husband]
