A father, broken and furious, speaks of a woman who twists truth into lies, uses their child as a weapon, and turns every day into a battle. Stripped of peace, aching for the child he barely sees, he clings to one thing she can’t destroy—his fierce, unending love.

This poem is dedicated to my mother and the mothers in my life—women whose love, strength, and quiet resilience have left lasting imprints on my heart. Through every sacrifice, every word of comfort, and every act of care, they’ve shaped the person I’ve become. Most of all, my mother has been my greatest inspiration. Her unwavering support, courage, and love have guided me through life and helped me become the person I am today. This piece is a small offering of gratitude, a reflection of their presence in my life, and a tribute to the beauty of their spirit.