Only Untill Then…
As I sit here and think.. my eyes start to water,
and my heart begins to tear and to shatter.
Because only I know my story, and only I have survived this.
But honestly, sometimes I begin to believe
my mother, my father, my brothers and my sisters.
Sometimes I begin to think about those words that hurt me so much.
And all I can do is cry. Because they haven’t believed my words.
They haven’t believed my pains.
As I think of the future, I know they never will.
Not untill the day I am gone.
Not untill they don’t have their youngest daughter, youngest sister.
Not untill that day will they realize the scars I have carried.
Not untill then, will they finally sit and shed a single tear.
Not untill that day will they care.
Not untill that day will they realize that I was right. That I wasn’t lying.
That I was truely hurt. But untill then, they will continue.
And they simply won’t know. Only untill then…
