I remember every word you said to me.
I used to try to forgive you and cut the words out of my body. I bled too much.
Over time it was easier to let them build and build on top of each other until I could feel nothing.
I became used to your words, and your desire for control,
What malice.
I must admit through it all, I have grown quite callous
Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 2:06 PM UTC
I remember every word you said to me.
I used to try to forgive you and cut the words out of my body. I bled too much.
Over time it was easier to let them build and build on top of each other until I could feel nothing.
I became used to your words, and your desire for control,
What malice.
I must admit through it all, I have grown quite callous
Freaking dad.
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