Scars of a dying broken heart

by Sherry   Mar 3, 2012


The scars you left are more than skin deep. The pain i feel, its suffocating me. With every word, hit, and shove youd give. Even though your my father, you i will never miss. I wish every day that i could erase the memories. And somehow give you all the pain you once gave to me. The bruises fade yes, but the pain will always remain. Ill never forget how you kept us all so afraid. The tears i cry at night are what puts me to sleep. But when i sleep the memories play through my dreams. I get so scared sometimes i wake up screaming. Dont you see what youve done to me? Ive kept it all in hidden away in the back of my mind. I hid the bruises and the tears and even had to lie. To protect my brother, my sister, my mother, i took the blame. And even after every hit and kick you still felt no shame. So this is my letter to you wherever you are, this is the cry of a dying broken heart.

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