I've known him my entire life and hopefully will be bold enough to break free from his grasp. His mentality is distinct from the rest of ours. But he's not really powerful. He looks more like a coward now that I know how the world works. I believed I'd be terrified of him for the rest of my life. I assumed I'd be unspoken all these years because I feared him, but that's not the case.
He doesn't understand, so I didn't say anything. Or perhaps not.
He simply knows how to manipulate his words and use them against us.
He never provides detailed responses. He'll let you figure it out on your own.
It's a game of thought and words. If you lose, you are the person to blame, and he will play the victim.
I'd like to say "good for those who never got to grow up with him," because they never got to see his horrible side. I may be criticized for speaking these things to him, but can you blame me?
He talks craps about the person who chooses to stay with him regardless of what he is. He's a walking trauma for those people who lived with him.
Is he sad? Lonely? Feeling alone? Depressed?
I don't know. I'm too hurt and mad to even understand his side.
I mistakenly believed that our history of misunderstanding and disobedience had been resolved, yet this is only the beginning for us.
His apologies are hollow gestures. I'm not feeling his hugs. I'm numb from the agony and crying.
He now makes me want to leave the place I once called home.
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