Hurt

YOU COULDN’T BURY ME

I learned to read the room before I learned to rest,

Hear the change inside a voice, feel danger in my chest.

Keys disappearing, doors slamming through the night,

Walking on the broken glass, pretending I’m alright.

You thought fear would make me smaller,

Thought the screaming made you strong,

But every time you tried to break me,

You were teaching me to hold on.

I’ve had my back against the wall,

With nowhere left to run,

But there’s something about a woman

Who decides that she is done.

You couldn’t bury me.

God knows you tried.

I walked through hell

And came out the other side.

You took my peace,

But you never took my fight,

I found myself again

In the ashes of that life.

Look at me now—

I’m still breathing, I’m still free.

You might’ve left your scars,

But you couldn’t bury me.

I’ve held my babies close while my whole world came apart,

Made a home inside my arms when there was nowhere safe to start.

I learned courage isn’t fearless, sometimes courage shakes and cries,

Sometimes strength is simply waking up and choosing to survive.

There were nights I barely knew me,

Just a shadow of my name,

But the woman in that mirror

Started looking back again.

Piece by piece, I took her back,

Every boundary, every breath,

And the voice you tried to silence

Got louder when I left.

You couldn’t bury me.

God knows you tried.

I walked through hell

And came out the other side.

You took my peace,

But you never took my fight,

I found myself again

In the ashes of that life.

Look at me now—

I’m still breathing, I’m still free.

You might’ve left your scars,

But you couldn’t bury me.

I’m not the smashed doors.

I’m not the threats.

I’m not the nights

I wish I could forget.

I’m every morning

I still got out of bed.

I’m every damn time

I chose life instead.

I am a mother.

I am a woman.

I am the fire you mistook for something broken.

And if my children ever ask me

How I made it through—

I’ll say,

“I finally learned that love

should never hurt you.”

So keep the memories.

Keep every lie.

I don’t need revenge

To leave you behind.

My freedom is enough.

My future is mine.

And I won’t spend another second

Apologising for surviving.

You couldn’t bury me.

You only planted roots.

And everything you put me through

Became something I could use.

I’ve got scars,

But scars mean something healed.

And after years of being afraid,

I finally know how freedom feels.

Look at me now—

No chains, no begging, no apology.

You tried to make me nothing…

But you couldn’t bury me.

No, you couldn’t bury me.

I survived you.

And now I get to live for me.