The hurt in the dark

It tickled, in such a hurtful way. A way no one should have to experience.
In the dark, where there were no faces. No traces. No places I could go.
You took life from me and made me live with it. All the wrong. The ugly dark wrongs.
Ashamed of it all. Yet learned so much from you. How to hate from a deep within for all my days. I thank you for molding me into a broken shell of a hateful, hurtful soul. I have a lot of feeling inside and it amounts to nothing at all.
So many years. Tears, beers, cheers to you.

Reviews

[Donna]

I honestly wish I could give you a big hug right now.

[John the Baptist]

Some wounds go too deep. This appears to be one of them. I hope that somehow healing is possible.

[Brittany]

This is so raw, and honest. Thank you for sharing this. Very well done.

[Irishrite]

Thank you Brittany. It was a tough one for me.

[Brittany]

I believe that, it seems deeply personal. And Authenticity is often the hardest thing to share.