You fight like the love was never there,
And act like you never cared.
We aren't kids anymore,
Yet you still try to keep it hiden,
I feel like im 4 years old again,
Remembering the beginning.
It's a cycle for her,
Abuse in any form.
It's not physical this time,
But the pain is the same.
10 years is just too long,
It feels like a more than a decade.
The pain she wears like a battle wound.
For her it's like the past,
And yet we are still confused.
Because in all the times before,
Why is this the last straw?
Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 8:57 PM UTC
You fight like the love was never there,
And act like you never cared.
We aren't kids anymore,
Yet you still try to keep it hiden,
I feel like im 4 years old again,
Remembering the beginning.
It's a cycle for her,
Abuse in any form.
It's not physical this time,
But the pain is the same.
10 years is just too long,
It feels like a more than a decade.
The pain she wears like a battle wound.
For her it's like the past,
And yet we are still confused.
Because in all the times before,
Why is this the last straw?
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