Better

Submission, her religion.
Opposition, her system.
Repression, her affliction.
Conditioned to listen
and obey her position.
Fuck this. “I quit!”
Cloudy eyes, clear vision.
Dreams, an apparition.
Anger, her ignition
Trickster, magician.
Promises, won’t forget them.
Her truth? Spin it.
Freedom, her mission.
Ignore admonition.
Had enough, went missing.
No map, no permission.
Escape, her addiction
Lost in the distance.
Existence, her vicious life sentence.
Suspicions have risen.
Broken, admitted.
Acts of contrition, due penance.
Stayed hidden, then didn’t.
Returned with volition.
Cut roots of tradition.
Defied superstition.
Embraced intuition.
Determined to get this.
Love, collision.
Fears, diminished.
Moves, precision.
Self, forgiven.
Rally, hit different.
Formal requisitions.
Convictions, decisions.
Applause, recognition.
Future rewritten.
Winner takes all, again.

— Tami Jo Urban