The Ghost Of Our Child

The ghost of our child still haunts me. 

You broke the family the second you put your own selfish little needs over me and this family you created, 

you lied to me, betrayed me showed me who you really were. your mask fell and i seen. you didnt like that so you gave birth to an ugly creature made of denial, projection and carefully rehearsed delusions. 

The creature was made to take me down, and slowly it did. Stealing all the people I thought were closes to me. They looked at it like it was innocent, believed it so easy. They fed it. Protected it. Even defended it. But no one stopped to ask if I was okay, no one ever thought to ask where I went.

Every time the creature would chase after me, I would ignore it, in fear that the real truth will come out, not about me but about you and the evil thing you birthed. 

But then the creature looked at me and started attacking me in ways that I couldnt ignore any more, so I stood up to it. over and over and over until eventually the abortion will hit and itll just be a funny laugh in a couple years. 

hopefully...

-kisses from your "crazy ex"

Santana💋