Erasing Your Presence
A person can scar you but walking away shows strength
Knocked aggressively on the outside door
The yelling started to rise
At 1 a.m.
Your voice broke viciously
Breaking every glass
My eyes flew open
Loud
Painful ears
You sliced my heart
Into tiny pieces
I used to think there were two of you
I used to think I was losing my mind
I lost my voice because of you
Seeing the heat in your eyes
The bottle you carried in your hand
I was in a horror movie trying to survive
Crying in my room
Confused
Wanted to escape that moment
You damaged my heart
My soul
My mind
Thinking I would never be alright
Thinking I would be a ghost forever
I had memories
Nightmares for years
Because of you
I still blame you for everything
To the person I was supposed to look up to
But
Instead
You made me feel this way
You made me feel worthless
Alone
Scared to even speak because someone might be angry at me
Now at 28
I am mature enough to walk away
I am allowed to walk away
Just because we are family doesn't mean I need to stay
I have realized
Keeping you was draining me deeper into the dark
I know what you did
I saw what you did
That doesn't erase my memories
My brain is a camera that will always remember
But I can erase you from my presence entirely
I know I’m worth it
Because I have survived
Writing this helped me claim my strength. I am so damn proud of myself for writing this. It gives me proof when my inner critic tells me I’m not enough, "Let’s give up." I tell that critic, "No, we can’t. I have survived," and I block that person out, so I am okay.
Anyone out there who's in the dark, remember there’s an opening. I know the dark can feel scary and suffocating, but the opening is there, just invisible right now.
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