I am just like you. Your mirror image. Perhaps that is why you hate me... because you hate yourself?
It has been almost a year. And still, you hate.
I am your child.
You walked away from me, as you always said you would.
I tell myself that you are dead to me. But you are still with me, a pain that aches deep inside of my heart.
I'm so tired of being abused..I'm so tired of having all my childhood fears being suppressed
If you have to leave, I wish you would just leave my heart... within me, your presence still lingers
These wounds won't seem to heal, and the pain the pain is still too real. There is too much that time cannot erase. As your daughter, I held your hand, a small reminder that you would never let go. But you did. Rejection in its finest form. I did not go off the derech until you pushed me. And had you not pushed me, you'd still have all of me
Such a "daddy's girl". I was captivated by you. You were my hero. And now I feel like a remnant. A poltergeist, bound to this earth by you, and the light that you've left within me. I don't sleep because you haunts my dreams.
