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I still look at the scars and the bruises that never seem to go away. I wonder how someone could hurt a kid like this. I wonder how I recovered from it, only to remember I didn't. I still flinch at the slightist bit of anger. I bite back my words in fear of upsetting you, upsetting anyone. I still wonder why you did it. Was I a burden, or just someone close enough to take your anger out on? I see photos of my friend's families. I stare at the pictures, wishing it was me. I wonder how my life could've been if I had a father who cares and a mother who would chose her kids over a man. I believe you're a coward. A man too scared to face what he had done. I see you in the way I act, and I look at myself with disgust. I look at my mom and see what you've done to her, how you've changed her. I say I'd walk out if it meant her prosperity was restored. Yet, even as the words leave my mouth, I know there's nothing I could do to fix her, to help her get better. She deserved better than you. 

Reviews

[Marie Kinnett]

Love this, could feel the emotion straight to my heart

[Elli🦝]

Thank you!😋

[Marie Kinnett]

np its amazing you talk the truth