In That One Moment

The moment he mouth spat hate towards me and the moment he touched me to hurt was the moment I died inside.  I have never fully recovered to this day and still there are parts inside of me that have never come back alive.  The pain cuts deeply like a knife shredding apart all things that I believed in and left an empty shell cracked and broken.  I am trying to rebuild myself slowly one day at a time and some days are more difficult than others but I keep going because one day the true me will eventually come out and I know that even though I am dead inside eventually I will come alive and feel good about being me.

tatteredwings tatteredwings
2 Responses Feb 12, 2009

Thank you

I hope that with the coming spring you will begin to experience a rebirth of yourself.