Random Acts of Poetry: Standing

From my spot on the floor
All I could do was kiss your feet
From my spot of worship
Every part of you filled my life with unspeakable joy
Down here
In the dirt, with the filth
You gave me something to look forward to
Even though you walked over me
Kicked me
Spat on me
I basked in the rain of your spittle
You gave me a reason
You gave me THE reason
To look up
Beneath the rain of blows
Beneath the torrent of abuse
Your harsh words
I thrived
My broken bones mended themselves with strength
Strength that I didn't know could be had
and now I'm standing
I see your face now
It was once hidden by the clouds way up there
from my perch on the floor
and I dont like what I see
Nothing about you brings light to me
Now that I'm standing
I understand that the floor is not where I belong
you kept me there to control me
to make me utterly yours
and I am yours no more
Because now that I stand,
I can see clearly
There is a world that exists beyond your feet
There is a sun that shines when IT wants to,
not when YOU want it to
I hope you take a good look at me
See my smile?
You've never seen that before because you've never given me a reason to show it to you
Take a good
Long
Look
This is the last time that you'll see me
Because now that I stand
I can walk away