don't interrupt me, for the one day I dare to use the voice I was given by birth. let me use it. I don't know if you realize how much damage you have done to me. The screaming, the throwing with things, the discipline... it hurt me somewhere deep inside. I never dared to say it, so I'm saying it now, here, loud and clear. You hurt me. Maybe you can not see it, but it's there, the scars you left along the way. I don't need to know what you have to say anymore, I don't seek approval anymore. I have my own voice now, it may not be strong yet, but it's there. You can not look around it. I've become strong and one day I will say it all, I will tell you about all my pain you have caused. You will not speak, you will listen, you will realize what you did, or you won't. No matter what you do, I will have used my voice and I will be proud. Proud of myself, proud for pulling through. You broke me, and I became better, I rose above it. Now I say this, goodbye. Goodbye to all the pain you've caused me. Goodbye to tolerating your behavior. Goodbye to standing still and doing nothing while you try again, you'll try breaking me again, I know it. You're insecure and breaking me was a way to make yourself feel better. But no longer, not anymore.
-A
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*SCREAMING IN SILENCE*
ŞiirTHIS IS A BOOK FULL OF POETRY I WRITE. THESE ARE MY PURE EMOTIONS. TRIGGER WARNING (suïcide, depression, death, love, pain, childhood trauma, trauma, father issues...)
