Kat

Getting out of bed is a stressful daily task; I told myself I was getting better, but I don't think I am. 

It's so painful to know that everyone you care/cared about it slowly slipping away from you, and there is absolutely nothing you can do... So you just give up trying to keep holding it all in. She talks to him more than me now, and he talks to her, but he's supposed to tell me everything and she's supposed to do the same.. Everything is falling apart again. Can't this torment ever just end? 

But life just has no meaning, sometimes..

Yeah, go ahead and make fun of her. Make her feel even more worthless than she already does; maybe she's got scars and messes up a lot, but you don't know her story. Leave her alone; she's my girl and I'll protect her. She's always beautiful to me. ❤️

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I am oh-so-glad that you're talking to me
          Even though I probably shouldn't be
          And I know I said I'd never forge her
          If she ever hurt you
          But now she's a close friend to me
          And I just don't know what to do
          You're trying to find yourself again
          Because your relationship is
          Falling apart
          All I want is for you to be happy
          So I refused to tell you to stop
          When you talk about her
          And how much you love her
          I guess you really just don't notice
          The pain behind each and every single one
          Of my texted lines
          Yeah...
          I guess you really have changed
          To a person I no longer know
          That well

Each day 
          Is just a tad bit
          Easier
          And each
          Breath
          A little calmer
          The memories 
          Stay with me
          But
          I'm starting to
          Avoid you
          Though I know I
          Can't forget 
          You
          One thing is
          For sure
          I think maybe
          Just maybe
          He can be the
          One to 
          Show me
          How to love
          Again
          

When she's happy,
          He's papa.
          When she's sad,
          He's dad.
          He may be her grandpa,
          But he's the father
          That she's never had.
          Why?
          Because you screwed up;
          You got drunk.
          Every promise you made
          To her and to yourself
          And even your wife?
          Was flushed down the toilet
          The night you
          Decided to
          Pick up that
          Damn bottle
          Again. 
          Not really sure
          Just what went through
          Your damn head
          When you struck your
          Wife with those hands
          Of yours,
          Knowing that
          That little girl 
          Could see everything
          From behind that couch. 
          Now she's dead
          From suicide;
          Your wife is dead,
          That is.
          Your little girl
          Is only eight...
          You screwed up
          Really big.
          Her father was never her father,
          And her grandpa was
          Only sometimes
          Her grandpa.
          Most of the times,
          Papa was dad,
          Because you
          Were locked
          In jail. 
          
          If you hurt her,
          I swear...
          I will hurt
          You.
          She's my angel;
          Not yours.
          She's too young to learn what depression is.

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May or may not start posting my "mature" writings. Some of you got to read them as I was writing it in my math notebook during classes. Ya know, instead of actually paying attention. Anyways, for those who don't know: the story is based off of two girls. Some will approve, some will not; oh well.