Those malicious words were infinitely worse than any punch or kick
I lay in bed
My pillow wet
I think I might be sick
His spiteful tongue goes on and on and doesn’t know when to quit
He speaks some truth
But he’s bad too
My stomach is a pit
This night will surely end in apology like they always do
I’ll say “It’s fine”
We’ll hug goodbye
Those words are never true
This is something you should never force upon a kid
The damage lasts
The trauma’s vast
He never hit me but I wish he did

she’s too strong,
she’s too much,
she’s too tough to love.

she’s too hard,
she’s too broken,
she’s not enough.

she’s imperfect,
she’s wild,
she’s lost in the wind.
she’s insane,
sending signs of chaos from within.
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I wonder how many have run from God because they were offended by the godlessness of a man or church claiming to represent Him?