Today is a winding road
Thats taking me to places that I didn't want to go, whoa
Today in the blink of an eye
I'm holding on to something and I do not know why I tried
It was raining.
Clouds
Dark Clouds.
The never ending droplets of tiny weirdly shaped water , which reflected everything I was going through. All through these tiny unnoticed mirrors.
The Sadness.
Pain.
Excruciating Pain.
My Face usually full of happiness...love. It died on that day.
25th May 2000.
Everything seemed so good before.
So fucking good before.
Before.
Then it came. It me without no warning. Like...like a car...coming straight at me...
but then.
It crashed and everything just got ugly.
All the crap that was really there. I just never noticed before. IT wore it's disgusting head.
My mom , the one person I trust...
Trusted.
Took a knife and stabbed me in the back – twisted it...having a pleasurable glint in her eye. Not that I starred at her long enough to see. I just...knew it was there.
I knew I was a mistake to begin with. Forced upon my whole family. They tried to like me -- I knew they did..so fucking hard to. But they just hated me...despised me.
Backstabbing Story...shall I go on?
Should I tell you how my own mother stabbed me repeatedly in the back?
Literally.
Well literally in the side but it does have the same feeling doesn't it?
You know when you love some-one so much, that if you ever see them getting hurt...you'd jump to protect them in a heartbeat.
Protect.
Protect.
Funny how I expected that of my father would that do to me. Or at least Try?
Was I that worthless?
Am I that worthless?
I am. I know I am.
You'd think you parents are the people that loved you most in the world. I'd love to have that feeling. I still do think about it ...all the time, But now I just hate them.
I fucking hate them for doing this to me.
For not loving me.
What did I do that was so wrong?
On the 25th of May 2000.
I, Gabriella Elizabeth Montez, was stabbed repeatedly by my mother.
While my Father stood there.
Watching.
His mud-brown eyes showed
Hate.
And
Pleasure?
I Screamed.
I cried.
They didn't hear me.
And I know they never will.
Fuck what did I do?
I just watched him.
And cried.
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
Oh baby bring on the pain
And listen to the thunder
Hey its Kay. Soo ?
Wat do ya think?Good Bad Crap? Should I leave it as a one-shot or make a story out of it?
Please review!
Kayx3.