Operation **Reclaim** Loveland

Getting Out by Protyus A. Gendher

Getting Out 
Beware when person chooses themself 
It is a harbinger of change 
The very first indication  
That nothing will stay the same 
The slightest shift inside the soul 
That makes them matter within 
Like a force of nature finally released 
Flooding through the skin 
Once the epitome of sacrifice  
A selfless giving waste 
Discovered has a right to life 
Now develops a taste 
For the flavor of their own will 
And doing life their own way 
And the emptiness that used to chill 
Way down in their veins 
Almost imperceptibly 
The filling has begun 
To satiate the wasteland  
Of “womanhood” well-done 
At first it was just a little thing 
To take 5 minutes just for me 
Or to cook the things I want to eat 
Regardless of a partner’s needs 
It starts so small with little choices 
That defy controlling voices 
And the whole world doesn’t shatter down 
Or disintegrate to the ground 
Just because I make a sound 
In This World 
The problem is it can’t be stopped 
Like a snowball someone’s dropped 
Once in motion there to stay 
Didn’t Newton warn us it was this way? 
But there were those who surely tried 
To punish and stuff me back inside 
Not seeing the little choices I’d made for me 
Or how much that had already set me free 
But just like a snowball atop a hill 
Can still be held devoid of will 
But fumbled in a moment’s time 
I was becoming a person while she was blind 
And all of the things she used to do 
To bend my will in perfect submission 
Became blatant flags  
That my life required permission 
How offensive, how insulting 
How completely and irrevocably revolting 
But when I saw it 
I was stuck 
And I looked at my children 
Completely fucked 
Because this was what they knew of life 
That vaginas mean sacrifice 
That they were cursed before they began 
To be some bitch to a woman or man 
To put their needs last 
Or pretend not to need 
As the price that they pay  
For the fact that they bleed 
But I knew I could no longer be who I was 
Breaking the chains of dominion, a must 
Something had changed 
That couldn’t be undone 
And in the quiet that remained 
I dreamed of alone to stay 
I longed for loneliness with a broken heart 
Knowing my life was overdue to start 
Knowing I couldn’t spend years as witness 
To my children performing relationship fitness 
Contortionists bending themselves in and out 
And hearing subservience fall from their mouths 
But all of the dreaming 
And my appetite for leaving 
Ignored a reality 
Requiring my deceiving 
I watched her as she slept 
Knowing she’d never let me go 
Who would ever give up 
Such a cook, cleaner, and ho? 
All of the things I’d done for years 
To somehow increase my worth 
Because I wasn’t good enough 
How I was made at birth 
I knew it wouldn’t be easy 
That I might not make it out 
But I had to fight for the chance 
To see my kids’ eyes removed of doubt 
I waited 3 years more for the right time 
Carefully riding a narrow line 
Choosing myself in little ways  
That fed my soul every day 
Clandestine time spent with my kids 
To show them how big the world really is 
To show them at least that I knew better  
Regardless of whether or not I was tethered 
Several attempts gave me away 
It became dangerous when she knew I didn’t want to stay 
So many scenes that can’t be erased 
Happening in front of my children’s faces 
Three years more wasted in life 
Knowing that one wrong move could end mine 
But that time is over 
I’m finally free 
To explore all of the dreams I could be 
And in the loneliness 
I get to pick me 

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