At least the physical scars heal
My dad broke my heart before any boy even had the chance to
I was raised on empty promises and lies
Whats a mom and dad when you’re all alone
Questioning which dad was going to come home
Wondering if mom was even going to make it home
Maybe, this is why i thought abuse was normal
Maybe, this is why i accepted his apologies
I was always told sorries
I was always told it’ll never happen again
Only to watch it happen again
Maybe that’s why i was never surprised
I then found myself becoming that scared little girl again
Helpless, scared, alone
But hey, i was the love of his life
Just like my dad would tell me
And just like id tell my dad
I forgive you
Just like my dad , he’d hurt me again
Connecting dots throughout my childhood
It all makes sense to me now
After the mental abuse i’d always take back my dad
And after the physical abuse i’d always take him back
That’s the only way i know
Psychological warfare
A game i know far too well
Will these mental scars ever heal?
Not if you keep reopening them.