She’s no longer lying there

Like a crucifix

Ready to sacrifice herself for your sins

Sins you don’t think you’re committing

Because men cannot sin

Woman holds the curse of being the sinner

Betrayer of a god

Betrayer of man

Cursed and punished for eternity

By the shackles in our mind

To always take h(H)is side

To stand by and defend

That’s a “good” woman’s role

No matter the cost to her

One day enough is enough

One day she falls out of love

Inner strength becomes overwhelming

Self love and respect abundant

A clean slate with a chance to have more

And not to beg

Not to lose her identity

Not to relinquish control

But to obtain control

Control of her mind, body, and soul

He will think she’s a traitor

In picking sides she chose her own

I’m not a traitor

I was never on your side.