You were the one holding our family together.
But the strings tying us wrapped too tightly around my neck and heart.
How can you cry over someone who killed you in every cruel way?
The violence for love.
The control for care.
The abuse for passion.
It all becomes twisted in my head.
I don’t know how you could do so much damage to me and be the one I struggle to forget.
But me loving me…with kindness and comfort…changes everything.
I always wanted to make you happy.
You and mom.
But I failed in that too…
You both weren’t happy…not for a very long time.
It killed me to see the pain beneath your eyes.
But I couldn’t…