I was twenty when you claimed me as your own. Fresh-faced, naive, my wings not fully grown.
You didn’t love me – you collected me, A trophy wife who’d bend and never flee.
Each night I’d stare at our bedroom wall, Wondering why my love felt so damn small. You’d game for hours, lost in your screen’s glow, While I choked down tears you never cared to know.
Painted my toes blood-red just to feel desired. Changed my hair until I was tired.
Begged for your touch like a starving child, While you made me feel broken, defiled.
“Don’t anger your father” – words I’d always say, Teaching our children to fade away. I cooked and cleaned and played my perfect part, While you took pleasure tearing me apart.
Remember how you mocked me when Mom died? “Get your shit together” – while inside I cried. Every dream I shared, you shot it down, until I wore your criticism like a crown.
You made me question every thought I had. Convinced me I was crazy, told me I was bad. Gaslighting master with your twisted games, Expert at calling me such awful names.
But baby, listen close to what I say: This broken woman found herself today. Three beautiful children – they’re the gift you gave, The only real thing from this emotional grave.
Now at forty, my eyes are finally clear, No more walking on shells, no more fear. You can keep your nothing, keep your shame, I’m done playing your narcissistic game.
Watch me now as I set myself free, Rising from ruins of who I used to be. Your disgust means nothing, your disdain falls flat, I’ve outgrown the cage where you kept me at.
Yeah, you gave me nothing all these years, But nothing taught me how to face my fears. Nothing showed me just how strong I am, Nothing taught me not to give a damn.
Each empty promise, every cruel word spoken, Built the strength inside this heart you’ve broken. Every time you tried to dim my light, You just taught me how to burn more bright.
So thank you for the nothing that you gave, It taught me how to be both soft and brave. I’m walking away with everything I need – My soul, my truth, my children, and my feed.
This isn’t just goodbye, it’s my rebirth. Finally, knowing what my love is worth. You can keep playing king upon your throne. While I build a kingdom that’s all my own.
From you, I got nothing, and that’s just fine, ’cause nothing taught me that I could shine. This broken heart’s not broken anymore – It’s just too big for what it was before.
Watch me rise like phoenix from these ashes, Free from all your chains and verbal lashes. The woman you tried so hard to break Is now too strong for you to take.