Villain Era

Painted with the broad brush of stereotypes and lies by those who sought to feast on my humanity while you sat quietly avoiding accountability

I watched the colors of my soul drain away with each stroke

You pleaded for more labor while scapegoating me

A masterpiece reduced to rubble to patch your fragile ego

Anything to remain the victim

Anything to avoid accountability

Anything to run from growth

You couldn't change their minds

But you never corrected their vision

Whitewashing my love with self-hate and projection

I'm the villain

The black demon that crawled from the gutter and projected her worth on the undeserving

The succubus that challenged your preconceived notions

And poured magick into the sieve of your soul

Calls for accountability and restoration were met with a shield of accusations

Your armor against the truth, your shelter from the mirror I held

I never loved you if I couldn’t accept that love meant disrespect and disregard

Heads in the sand, pretending a family of hyenas could ever hold space for a gazelle

I was the only one with an issue

I was the only one complaining

I was the villain

Selfish

Unyielding

Difficult

I painted my heart in your projections until my tears became war paint

I turned my love inward

Turned my pleas into a battle cry that shook free the binding

I let light into the wounds so the tapestry of my soul shone beneath the hurt

I embraced my role

Your villain

Their villain

The villain

In the villainy, I found the key

Not to your heart…

But to mine

And…

To my freedom

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