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The Essence of a Broken Soul

Damage Remains The Same

By Mercedes ChavezPublished 11 months ago 1 min read

You were supposed to be my guardian

My protector

My nurturer

My healer

You were supposed to protect me

Not scream at me

Not yank me up by my hair

Or beat me until it hurt to sit down

Just a little girl crying in a corner

All because one of the people who was supposed to love her unconditionally

Yelled in her face that they did not love her

You will never understand how you broke before my first decade of life

You're why I live in a never-ending nightmare

Feeling that I'll never be enough

Feeling that no one will ever truly love me

Feeling that I'll never be worthy of being loved

Hating that I see slightest bit of both of you in myself

Hating that you exposed me to the darkness so early in life

I hate that I will suffer in silence until the end of my life because you'll never admit to what you did

I hate that I had to forgive you without ever hearing a single apology from you

The one who lied so much that it was as easy as breathing

And the one who could never see the wrong in their abuse

You left an empty shell of someone who never even fully lived

The walking essence of a shattered soul

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About the Creator

Mercedes Chavez

Come with me, lets go on an adventure together, see the world through my eyes, let me paint a picture with my words, I promise you will be able to feel what I felt the first time I experienced it. Love, sadness and everything in between.

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