Fire and Ice
Freedom of speech seems to have gone right out the window-
Along with the portion of sanity that I have left-
I've been use to the lack of freedoms for a while now- But this time it's a little different-
I feel helpless-
I want to be happy-
And fully- not half assed and secretive-
I want to live my own life again and not feel locked away and buried underneath our fights-
On many occasions I felt outside myself- Looking in on the situation, but not really being apart of it-
Then the rage boils in his eyes-
I cry- Scream- Helpless- Why in the hell did I put up with this for so long?
It wasn't even about the minor physical abuse! I have a high pain tolerance-
It was about the mental abuse-
Tearing me down for no reason at all-
Jealousy maybe?? That's all I can assume-
Yet still.. I feel sadness for him- I wish I didn't- but I do-
I'll never go back to that though-
I'll never put myself or my son in a situation even close to that again-
"Kick me while I'm down"- how thoughtful of you.
The song Bad Romance has a new meaning- It means something totally different to me now-

On to brighter days- That I'm sure are soon to come-
Dark days must get darker- Then the spring flowers will bloom-
Spring rains will wash away the sadness-
I can feel it-
And I couldn't be more excited!

This vicious cycle I hope has changed-

Well- it's time to get off of here. I need to get the day ah moving...




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