...I remember. The pain that he caused me, for
its one of a kind. It's a deep cut that will never heal. It feels like you cared
and loved someone while he keeps on stabbing you straight in the heart. It doesn’t
stop there. I know. Because it’s not only the heart that he hurt, my soul.
I endured those heartbreaking nightmares where
it always him who makes it worse. Even my subconscious knew how bad he made me feel.
It's the meanest and most weakening thing a
similar human being did. Sadly, a part of it being intentional. I wonder if he knows
what conscience means or if he's capable of any.
“It's
always the pain that you have started... frightens me.”
I wanna break free.
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