…but he’s never hit me: pt 1

Trigger warnings: very brief and vague mention of suicide, depression, rape and sexual assault. At 16 years old I made a choice that would change my life. I was never a rebellious kid, I was shy, quiet, and you’d always find me hidden in the back of the room. I had friends, but I wasContinue reading “…but he’s never hit me: pt 1”

I thought…

I thought it was love, ‘cause he knew my name Said I was pretty, I guess I’m to blame. He gave me attention that I always craved Sixteen, naive My innocence taken away. Baited me in with lies and said we’d be ok. That little girl, a trauma filled teen Became a women trapped inContinue reading “I thought…”

I thought I could hurt forever…

I cook and clean and fold your clothes You never say you’re thankful anymore. I always thought I asked too much, is my fairytale idea of love, delusional? You know damn well that I’m drowning Heart is racing, head is pounding Is today the day I walk away? Maybe I can hurt forever if itContinue reading “I thought I could hurt forever…”

Would you be proud?

You’ve been gone, A lot has happened after so long. Would you be proud of me? Maybe not of my choices in life, But of the strength I have, to endure the strife. Do you ever check in? Is there a frown on your face, or a grin? I’ve missed you, Especially on the daysContinue reading “Would you be proud?”