Do you know what you put us through? Do you really even care? I spend so many nights thinking about how you left us. Then I think that you were hardly ever there to begin with. Now I understand why mommy did what she did. You use to tell me that she wasn't the smartest person. Now I see that it was the other way around. You gave up a woman who loved you some much. A woman who cried when you didn't come home at night. Two kids who loved you, who needed you. When I was little I thought that you were perfect, I thought that you were special, like no other. The fights between you and mommy was nothing. I was stupid then. I'm not now. YOU showed your true colors.
When was the last time you called? Don't remeber? Just remeber that I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm not the little girl that hung on your every word.You left us in the hands of people we don't know. You won't take care of yourself. The people who you think you can trust will one day turn on you. I blame every bad thing that happens to me or to my brother. Because it is all your fault. I blame mommy's dieing on you. For every tear we shed. For all the pain we feel. You will one day feel the wrath of my hatred, when the pain won't lift from ym soul, or from your son's. Who will you turn to?
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