Why can't you hear me? Flames are ravaging my skin in my dreams....but the tears create a flood so powerful it resists bringing me to complete ruins...but the scars are now there to remind me of the evil I have done. I am consumed with desire to feel his hand filled with love touch my skin despite it's charred flesh. He belongs to another, something unreal to me. Yet, he hasn't yet returned what is mine, or perhaps I am just not willing to take it back.
I didn't fullfill my responsibilites, so why do I seem suprised. I was demoted in the coven. I can't articulate what depression does. I wanted to go back, but I couldn't. I tried to ask for more time, but it's too late now. I even feel like I should just give it all back. I went full circle. This is where I was when I found VR...it's called rock bottom. My light just went out.
Just like always...I buy him dinner and he couldn't even give his child a bath while I do laundry, dishes and pay bills. It is his night to have her and I offered since she wanted to stay here and was fussy about going with him...but he couldn't even spend 10 minutes to give her a bath. Ugh. Just Like always. When will I ever learn. I can't wait to move. Then it will all be on me and I won't be disappointed when he doesn't meet my expectations of human decency.
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