She drew colors so vibrant that strangers smiled at her brightness. Her laughter came out as giggles between grins. She trusted wholly. She held no mysteries, nothing to reveal. It took only an instant to diminish the light in her eyes, the masquerade of her life had begun.
Tag / childhood abuse
Can I tell you something? Cry. Deny. Justify. Shut down. Please, I need to talk about this. Cry. Deny. Justify. Shut down. I needed you to help me. I was so alone. Cry. Deny. Justify. Shut down. The cycle of abuse continues round.
I would have liked to have known you when you were a young boy. I would have done all I could have to save you. Born into a fucked up family. Expected to win but set up to lose. No love. No room for error. Punches flew from the man he looked up to. […]