He might have polluted me
With a blade that graced my insides.
He made me hate alcohol and drugs.
Woke my sleeping eyes to see again.
Gave up the microwave.
Saw marijuana as a herb that others use.
Stopped eating pork for vegetables.
Drank more water.
Let my hair grow long and wild.
Basked in the sunlight.
Moved my legs.
Started before he stabbed me.
Even the good he showed me
Lived on in my children.
There is no need to share the bad.
