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Is my life Really That Bad ?

Is my life Really That Bad ?

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 17, 2017
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Late nights is always when This one question seems to run though my head. Is my life really this bad ? I can never seem to get things right, it's like my mama hates me and everything I do and all I ever wanted was my mama love and approval. I never had a daddy in my life it's always been my stepdad. I've known him since I was a lil youngin doh, I never woulda thought he would do this to me, never in a million years, should I tell my mama ? Or should I just run away ? Either way she gon find some typa way to blame me. I can't never get this life shit right.
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He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."

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