I have two beautiful boys, but not a fairy tale life. I say what I feel and I am real and honest. I don't hold back. Being broken is hard putting yourself back together is even harder. I'm just trying to find my way in the darkness.
Wednesday, July 5, 2017
Sometimes things suck
Sometimes you can not change the things that happen to you. You can't forget them or move past them. They break your spirit and crush your heart and nothing any one says can make it better. The person next to me was a lie. The person next to me was a monster. Nothing you can say will ever make the sick things I feel when I look at you. I used to have a happy place. It was the first time I ever felt safe. I was 15 and someone once loved me. He loved me so much he walked in the rain with me for miles to get me away from abuse and take me to his friends house to hide. Everytime something bad happens I picture rain and him walking me. That feeling of being safe. It's sad that in 33 years that's the only safe memory I have. Someone once loved me. But now all I have is a memory.
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