When I was a little girl my divorced parents both got remarried and this is about what happened....
I’m not his daughter…
Never was…
But it
still manages to hurt,
Hurt in
ways that I never thought were possible…
All he ever
managed to give me was pain,
Pain and
suffering.
Because no
matter how hard I try to make it not hurt…
It does.
It makes me
break down into tears…
Makes it so
some days it’s a fight to remember how to take a single breath through the
suffering…
Some days
it feels like a battle to roll out of bed…
Because
that means I will have to face the day and remember to keep a smile on my face…
Even when I'm fighting tears.
