The Fight Within The Fight

The Fight Within The Fight

A Poem by Teddybearlee
"

Grant me strength to see this through, as the battle comes closer. Believe in me, believe in myself, I can do this.

"
It's time to make it clear
There is no competition
People still worry
That winning you back is my mission

No, no, not since you left
Has that for a second been my priority
The protection of our little one
I put ahead of both you and me

You remember you abandoned both of us
And I became mom and dad
While you partied in your little apartment
Our baby forced me to hide my sad

Now you're with your fuckboy
And you think you can just take her back
Well guess again dear wife of mine
The balls to save my daughter from you
I definitely do not lack

The whole world watched you walk away
And even your family knows
I'm the best thing for this little girl
I've been the one cheering as she grows

Does it hurt that your little plan backfired?
You filing against me first
You thought you had the upper hand
And could get my money for your thirst

Lying to the judge was not a good start
And showing up dressed as a bum
Having no evidence to support your claims
While I had a library to search from

Now you kept my daughter late
Past the court ordered time
Claiming no gas money to bring her back
Now I have contempt documents, to send in after I sign

You talked from day one of using a pawn
Yet you're the only one playing games
Hell will freeze over before you have custody
Because God knows you're insane

All your texts filled with lol's
Like this whole thing is just a joke
And swore from day one being the mom
Meant you could take her any time you woke

She has no damn room there of her own
Sleeping in the same room with you and your trash
She comes home bruised and full of night terrors
And never cleaned so she has a rash

Maybe child services found nothing on you
But I think the judge will see clear as day
This is the house my child belongs
The place where she wants to stay

© 2017 Teddybearlee


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Wow this is full of anger and defiance and hurt all mixed, and boy can I relate as my ex who I was with for 16 years left for a public school boy. You inject such emotion fresh and brittle in the style and word choice. I certainly wish you and your daughter win this one.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Teddybearlee

7 Years Ago

Knowing that my wife...was my everything, my future, my life, and knowing that I would still to this.. read more
John Alexander McFadyen

7 Years Ago

I went through years of similar feelings. I had to waken up one day when my daughter, having reached.. read more
Teddybearlee

7 Years Ago

I hear you, and thank again for sharing such a personal part of your life. I have a feeling a simil.. read more



Reviews

Wow this is full of anger and defiance and hurt all mixed, and boy can I relate as my ex who I was with for 16 years left for a public school boy. You inject such emotion fresh and brittle in the style and word choice. I certainly wish you and your daughter win this one.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Teddybearlee

7 Years Ago

Knowing that my wife...was my everything, my future, my life, and knowing that I would still to this.. read more
John Alexander McFadyen

7 Years Ago

I went through years of similar feelings. I had to waken up one day when my daughter, having reached.. read more
Teddybearlee

7 Years Ago

I hear you, and thank again for sharing such a personal part of your life. I have a feeling a simil.. read more

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Teddybearlee
Teddybearlee

Weirton, WV



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In July 2015, my wife left me, up until that point, we had a beautiful and wonderful marriage and relationship. We had a beautiful daughter. Our relationship was healthy and happy, then one day, she.. more..

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