I heard about you in the news today. I felt sad for you. I
never knew. We put these masks every day, like everything is ok. We don’t talk
about it, we just smile and say everything is well. We lie, you know?
I am sorry for your pain. The sadness that you must hold on
your heart. To be hurt by the one you love. The one that give you the first
flower, the one that put joy in your heart with that first kiss of the youth,
when you believe in a bed of roses and the charming prince. Girl, that prince
does not exist.
I know you thought he could change. Nobody changes, unless
they make a huge effort. But we cannot change anyone. We barely can change ourselves.
I know you wanted a dad for your kids. That bind so many into a bad
relationship. To keep the appearances. To keep the family together…oh girl,
those kids you wanted to protect were there today, they went through the worse
pain I child can see…they have been there every time he put his hands on you…they
have seen your face with black spots, they probably heard the yelling’s, the
name callings…they probably lived in fear everyday…
Sometimes is better to walk away. To swallow your pride and
look for help. To take the mask out and say I am not ok, things are not well. I
live in fear. I am in pain. Look for a helpful hand. Take your kids and run
away. I wish you have done that, but you did not. So we are all praying for
you, we hope you make it through.
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