December scars
Are the reflection of my soul
Forever reminding of the alcohol I drank
And drugs he slipped in
I slept peacefully until morning
And then cried and shouted
Only to receive more bruises
I thought drinking would help me get over my first love
But I was unaware being taken advantage of for the third time was included
But I'll force myself to forget
Because I do not want a reason to be angry with God