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Abusive mom

My hatred towards you

Is deeper than the ocean blue

And as the fish swim away

My hatred will stay

‘Cause the shit you did to me

Isn’t forgiven and never will be

I used to look at the bruises on my skin

And the marks on my shin

I was just an abused kid wondering when I’d win

My childhood was dull

Your punishments were bull

My stomachs never full

And you wonder why I had no muscle

Whenever you’d erupt

You’d grab some rope and tie me up

You’d throw me in the bathroom

Like it was some kind of psych room

You left me there for hours

I swear I obtained powers

I can teach you how to untie any knot

Practice makes better, trust me, I’ve untied a lot.

Now today we still live together

Yet we haven’t held a convo in forever

Because the only reason the abuse stopped

Is because I had 100 pills I popped

You showed my brothers love but you showed me aggression

So by the time I was in 6th grade they diagnosed me with depression

Now I’ve got over 100 scars on my arm

All from which are from self-harm

And now the military wont accept me

But that’s not all your cruelty did ya’ see

By 8th grade I was showing signs of PTSD

And now they’re trying to treat me in therapy

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Nardine Sanderson

I total agree with keo, and wolfy, deep and creativity done, forgiveness is definitely the way to undo those invisible knots that still bind the soul, once released becoming whole xoxo love to you tanner, nardine xoxo

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