OVERCOMING the pain that she caused (the short version) - part 2
As the days go by we learn, we gain knowledge. This week I learned how much more there really was, so much more. Unbelievable, unimaginable things that she was part of.
When does a mother stop loving her children? When does she decide or choose to stop hugging and loving them? When does she decide it is okay to be a witness, be an accomplice or a participant?
What happened to her in the past that she became that person in the nightmarish lifetime movie?
She listened to her abuser, she listened to our abuser and she listens to the one who has pushed everyone away from her. She is a shell of a human, that listens to the predators that she attracts.
She is not human, humans protect their children. She gave her children to the predator and with each of his victims he became more and more aggressive, abusive to us all.
What happened to her in the past that she became that person in the nightmarish lifetime movie?
It does not matter, she made these choices.
She is as sick as the men that she attracted. She is as sick as the men she allowed in our lives.
We are all damaged and it is all her fault, yet she makes us out to be the bad guys and her the victim. She is not the victim, we are. We are, we are, we are her victims.
Together we share our secrets, the secrets that she tried to keep us from sharing with each other before. Together we are strong and together our words will shake the ground under her feet. She will feel the deathening noise of the words that we speak. The windows will rattle and she will fear the truth that will rock her to her most inner core.
Everyone, everyone will know what she allowed to happen and what she helped happen.
She needs to be punished for the crimes that she committed against her children. But I know she will deny it, she will say that we are lying.
Riddle me this egg donor, how do three people who do not talk to each other have stories that are remarkably similar? How is that possible? Here is how. I remembered, she remembers and now after all this time he remembers.
We will share our lifetime horror film with everyone, EVERYONE!
Everyone will know that she was partnered up with the devil that hurt us all.
Be the voice for the voiceless
No one was there to be our voice
she who should have be our voice
she was not there for us (three)
we needed a protectors voice
we needed someone to be strong
we three needed a mom
what we got was nothing more than a selfish evil soul
a devil in disguise
BE THE VOICE
FOR THE VOICELESS
When does a mother stop loving her children? When does she decide or choose to stop hugging and loving them? When does she decide it is okay to be a witness, be an accomplice or a participant?
What happened to her in the past that she became that person in the nightmarish lifetime movie?
She listened to her abuser, she listened to our abuser and she listens to the one who has pushed everyone away from her. She is a shell of a human, that listens to the predators that she attracts.
She is not human, humans protect their children. She gave her children to the predator and with each of his victims he became more and more aggressive, abusive to us all.
What happened to her in the past that she became that person in the nightmarish lifetime movie?
It does not matter, she made these choices.
She is as sick as the men that she attracted. She is as sick as the men she allowed in our lives.
We are all damaged and it is all her fault, yet she makes us out to be the bad guys and her the victim. She is not the victim, we are. We are, we are, we are her victims.
Together we share our secrets, the secrets that she tried to keep us from sharing with each other before. Together we are strong and together our words will shake the ground under her feet. She will feel the deathening noise of the words that we speak. The windows will rattle and she will fear the truth that will rock her to her most inner core.
Everyone, everyone will know what she allowed to happen and what she helped happen.
She needs to be punished for the crimes that she committed against her children. But I know she will deny it, she will say that we are lying.
Riddle me this egg donor, how do three people who do not talk to each other have stories that are remarkably similar? How is that possible? Here is how. I remembered, she remembers and now after all this time he remembers.
We will share our lifetime horror film with everyone, EVERYONE!
Everyone will know that she was partnered up with the devil that hurt us all.
Be the voice for the voiceless
No one was there to be our voice
she who should have be our voice
she was not there for us (three)
we needed a protectors voice
we needed someone to be strong
we three needed a mom
what we got was nothing more than a selfish evil soul
a devil in disguise
BE THE VOICE
FOR THE VOICELESS
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