Unbreakable

It started with rainbows and butterflies,

His laugh like summer, daylight in his eyes.

But up close the colors bled through,

his quiet smile hid a different truth.

what he called love came with hands that bruised.

He wanted to own you, wanted you to be his

When he opened his soul, you saw the cracks,

black and blue stitched into half-truths and facts.

He said he loved you, said he cared —

you believed the vows when terror filled the air.

I am more than the pieces you tried to break,

more than the names and the thunder in your wake.

I’m climbing, rising, stealing back the light —

I am my own, I’ll hold my throne tonight.

I am more than the pieces you tried to break,

more than the names and the thunder in your wake.

I’m climbing, rising, stealing back the light —

I am my own, I’ll hold my throne tonight.

I had the strength to run, I had the keys,

then fear pulled the lock and stole the lead from my knees.

I told myself I was happy, he was only here to play,

I knew it was a lie but didn’t know another way.

Day after day he stole the good I kept inside,

taught me to disappear until my colors died.

Words cut like knives — “bitch,” “slut,” “whore” — they cut so deep,

left me smaller than before, counting heartbreak while I sleep.

I promised I’d never bow without a fight,

but I was worn and lost in the long, dark night.

I am more than the pieces you tried to break,

more than the names and the thunder in your wake.

I’m climbing, rising, stealing back the light —

I am my own, I’ll hold my throne tonight.

I am more than the pieces you tried to break,

more than the names and the thunder in your wake.

I’m climbing, rising, stealing back the light —

I am my own, I’ll hold my throne tonight.

I’ve been to hell and back — I myself to stand alone,

he sleeps on guilt, but I rebuilt a home.

He cracked me open, showed me what I’m worth,

gave me the fire to find myself on this earth.

I am more than the pieces you tried to break,

more than the names and the thunder in your wake.

I’m climbing, rising, stealing back the light —

I am my own, I’ll hold my throne tonight.

I am the thunder when the silence falls,

I am the answer to my own battle call.

I am more — I am whole — I am alive —

I will shine where shadows hide.

He did me wrong, but I did myself right.

I took the hurt and made it my fight.

One thing he gave me — a new sense of worth,

and the stubborn, steady will to stay on this earth and fight.