time passes but the pain still stays, I remember those seemingly happy days when i could get through a day with out the burden that’s crushing me. my chest hurts ever time his voice penetrates my mind. I cant get away.
I can still feel his hands, gripping, hurting me into sweet oblivion.
I am a broken toy, never to be loved only used.
You are meant to be loved.
You are not meant to be used.
Don’t let anybody or anything take advantage of you.
Hope. Dream. Love. There is still time to fix what is broken. 🙂
Staystrong.