So many years a struggle to get through to you. Battle within. A voice no more. Gone.
Can’t take the words you spew, cant take it no more. I pretend, I protect, I excuse….. I survive…..barely.
Shame, humiliation, all for love—– or so I thought.
Boundaries, what are they?’
Let it go, let me be.
Sometimes lessons are learned the hard way till you finally give in and move on.
Forgive? Sure, no problem. However, unfortunately I can not forget.
How could I ? A life changing series of events are imprints on my soul like a permanent tattoo. My only hope would be amnesia.
Something so awful could be my final peace.
* What do you think is going on with the writer? A sad reality for many victims of abuse.
Live, love, honor and laugh out loud! Prioritize you.