Those nightmares,
Their coming more often these days.
Wishing more and more,
That they never made me stay.
From best friends to enimes,
In what felt like a night.
These scars on my wrists,
Tell the stories better then my lips ever did.
A mother a daughter,
And a belt in between.
The bruises one day,
All went away.
The pain,
It stays with me to this day.
The words I love you,
Ceased with the first bruise.
Wondering what I did,
To hurt you so much.
It had to be me,
Why else would this happen.
Did I remind you of him,
The man who left you?
Unwed with two kids,
Fending for yourself?
Was it my fault that he left,
Was I the reason for everything?
You never hurt her,
But she never helped me.
Now it’s too late,
Your losing me forever.
In just a few months,
Ill be out of your life.
But isn’t that what you wanted,
Since the start.