when he died, I knew there was only one way to see him again….. Death. Every day I see darkness. The rain just pours itself over me. I grab razor after razor until I learn how to feel again. People tell me it will get better. That they’ll be here for me. They say love lasts forever, but even forever expires. And what about the bullies who told me to suck it up? He’s gone and I can’t fix it. He died alone on gravel. And before he died he flew. He flew in impact. It was like a gunshot in the street. And then […]
I’m not secure anymore. My walls were supposed to keep me safe and yet I find I crash and burn. He wasn’t supposed to hurt me. Fathers shouldn’t do that. The abuse, the bullies, the torture…. It’s all too much. I’m not sure how much more I can take