I Don't Hate You
I don't hate you... Once, when I was insecure, scared, and alone. Once, when I needed you to hold my hand, to talk to me, to love me. Once, when I needed you at all... I am not that child anymore, so I no longer hate you. You, with your lies and slanders. You, all words and no action. You, all abuse and no substance. You, a grown up and I a child, helpless, unloved, and afraid. I should hate you. I deserve to hate you, everyone says it's O.K. But it isn't. Because to heal I need to forgive you. Why? That was my biggest question. Why, should I let you get away with this? Why, should I forgive these atrocities? Why, on Gods' green earth, should I let go of my anger for a second and let you have peace of mind? Why? I didn't do it for you, I did it for me. For my mind. For my heart. For my aching soul. I had to let go of all the hate you instilled in me, all the broken dreams, all the spilt tears... Thank you. Because o...