She Is Done
In the quiet of her heart, she draws the line,
No more shall she dance to the tune of the blind.
Shallow faces fade like a whisper in shade,
Empty promises linger, their colors now frayed.
She’s washed away the lies that once held her fast,
Unraveled deceptions, broke free from the past.
No longer a vessel for others’ cruel games,
For she knows her worth; she won’t bear the chains.
Harsh words like arrows, once pierced her fragile soul,
But now she’s a warrior, reclaiming her whole.
Selfishness clings like a shadow at night,
Yet she steps into daylight, guided by inner light.
False love was a mask, worn so thin it can tear,
And she’s done with pretenders who do not truly care.
With every breath taken, she sheds the old skin,
A phoenix in flight, let the new life begin.
She stands tall, unyielding, fierce in her song,
For she knows in her heart where she truly belongs.
No more shall she carry the weight of the false—
She is done with the game; she is done with the loss.
With grace, she now wanders on paths made for two,
Where love is honest, tender, and genuine too.
So hear her declaration, resounding like thunder,
She’s done with the chaos—it’s time to discover.
In love and in light,
Jenine Marie
Life Lessons by Jenine Marie 