mercredi 22 mars 2017

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All my body was expressing pain, my mouth was screaming, my look was devasted, but the only thing you could see was the reflection of yourself.
When my body bend in horror yours bend in honor.

I don’t remember well, it was so long ago

I think my brain tried to erase everything day to day.
Everytime a memory shows up it’s worse than the precedent, I guess part of the healing is knowing what you have done to me but I already want to punch you for the less I know.

When I confronted you, will all my rage with all my vulnerability, you told me that everything was about your masculinity. 
The rapes, the abuses, the hits, the slurs.

You told me I was worthless than your masculinity.





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