Insecurity

The wheels of fate have been moving for a long time

Although fate has a funny way of making people appreciate

I left my last boyfriend because he beat me for over a year

But the night he tried to rape me was straw that broke the camels back

I can handle trying to help and rehabilitate an abuser, but not a rapist

So when it was safe I left, and never looked back

I was free; waking up that next morning was like being reborn

I wasn't going to be a statistic; I was going to go on to fulfill my dreams

Dreams of love, family, and my writing career

I found the love I need, family will come later

For now the time is to write,

I don't want to have my children bore by a mother of no accomplishments

Destitute trying to survive on meager wages and cover the bills

I want a home with my own belongs in it, my own photographs on the wall

I want to be able to support my family single handedly if should there come a need

I want a vehicle that I know will transport me safely, and money to fix it if it can't

I want security