It has never been about me. I was like a furniture, soulless child. Parents and adults always ignored my calls. I was all alone. No place to exist. I don’t exist. I have to make sure I am still alive every day. I don’t understand what I did to be denied my whole existence. I feel so out of place. Do I even belong? I wish it made sense. Today someone told me It was always about me, I wonder, am I m... » Continue Reading
I’ve craved for your touch yet yours is the one I hate. I can’t stand you. I wish for someone to hold me and teach me things in a soft and gentle voice but all I hear are spikes in yours. You judge, you blame, you destroy, you hurt. A good mother must hurt and crush the soul of her little ones in order for them to be stronger. Why do I expect more from you? I need to be docile, i need to be the j... » Continue Reading
I miss you even though you’re there, you were standing right next to me yet I couldn’t recognize you at all. A stranger in my house. Where are you? I keep asking myself the same question. Why does you not feel like you anymore. Why does your touch feel out of place. Every time I look into your eyes, the void seems to get bigger. It’s such a strange feeling. I don’t understand it. You’re there for ... » Continue Reading