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The shadows hide behind me like a scared child. They talk to me in wispers and tell me to hide. So I hide behind the couch where I can barely be seen, and should I have to scream, the TV will be too loud and he will not hear me.
There is a light shining in the bedroom. She is sitting there with her head between her legs sobbing, and all he can say is " shut the fuck up; Shut the fuck up!" So she is quiet!
I crawl out from behind my wall...ever so quietly as if not to alert the monster.
But like always, I am too loud. " OH THERE YOU ARE" he says. My heart drops to my bowels and I feel the urge to defecate. But alas, there is no time.
With violent intentions and cruel hands he pulls me by the collar of the shirt and throws me into the wall. I know it should have hurt, but I feel nothing. I think he notices because he storms over; "oh...you think your tough little Bitch? " I raise my arm to cover my face.
It does not matter no one can see my face. Eventually my shadow cries, but not me, I am strong! I can take this shit!
WHERE THE FUCK DID I GO WRONG!
There is a light shining in the bedroom. She is sitting there with her head between her legs sobbing, and all he can say is " shut the fuck up; Shut the fuck up!" So she is quiet!
I crawl out from behind my wall...ever so quietly as if not to alert the monster.
But like always, I am too loud. " OH THERE YOU ARE" he says. My heart drops to my bowels and I feel the urge to defecate. But alas, there is no time.
With violent intentions and cruel hands he pulls me by the collar of the shirt and throws me into the wall. I know it should have hurt, but I feel nothing. I think he notices because he storms over; "oh...you think your tough little Bitch? " I raise my arm to cover my face.
It does not matter no one can see my face. Eventually my shadow cries, but not me, I am strong! I can take this shit!
WHERE THE FUCK DID I GO WRONG!
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I have been here before, a long long time ago and now I am back.Forgive me for not just saying what I want to say,even under a triple dose of antidepressants it is still raw and seeping and I am hesitant at revealing it as at least under the bandages around my heart I don,t have to look at how raw and wounded.My child was cleaved from my heart by his own actions. my child of ten,turning eleven...
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
Plz stay safe ... huggss x