I remember everything... From the verbal abuse to the physical one..
I remember how bad I felt that I was strapped down while my brother hit my mom..
I remember how dad would get up no matter how many times he got stabbed in the leg..
I rember those yells and screams that now torment my entire head...
But that look in their eyes..guilty..I can never forget it..maybe they regret not being there for us..
Maybe regret of never being there.. I don't know...
This is now all in the past.. a past I'm still burying deep down into the depths of the unknown.
How I wish I would've reacted sooner..
How I wish that I wasn't so weak..
I remember it all..