Do you even realize what you’ve done?
The pain you’ve cased and the tears I’ve shed for you?
How do I pick up the pieces of my broken life?
Should I close off, shut down?

You were my counsel… The one I trusted above all.
How am I to trust another person?
Words can’t express the rage I feel….
The utter contempt you’ve placed within me.

I’ll never be okay inside… You’ve broken me.
I hope you’ll read this one day and know finally what you’ve done.
I hope the guilt comes on and you drown in it.
But I can never bring myself to hate you.

You’ve scarred me.
How could you play us all?
You’re supposed to love and care for us.
Not abandon us at the first real opportunity.

Stop saying “I love you please don’t hate me…”
You aren’t capable of loving anyone besides yourself.
You were supposed to be the “normal” one.
The one who came out of everything whole.

You’re just as fucked as the rest.
I want you to come out of this mania.
And when you do… crawl back only to be denied.
That will be satisfaction. Justice.

We’ll live on. And I hope that one day you’ll come back,
You will see us happy and laughing.
Then you’ll realize just how much you missed out on.
Sorry Mom but I won’t put my life on hold.

You walked out… I’m walking away.

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