"Hate, love, lust, and sex... the perfect equation to a fatal end."IX. Shattered
Florida 7/16/22
You didn't know what else to do. For years you fought for you two. You cried and begged for change, and you sought every way to spark the flame. Yet still, nothing changed. You hoped, but sadly you never prayed.
You were exhausted and every call to Mom was not only more frequent but more time in tears and pain. He was breaking you before you ever broke him. You did all you could do. It took losing you for it to sink in.
But you had already drifted away. You believed it would be better this way. You packed your things, and you parted ways. But the reason was unclear.
You didn't handle it well, and if we could start over, I know we would do things differently...but truth be told you two needed to end long ago.
You were hanging on by a thread and your heart was always longing for something more. But eleven years in the books is hard to ignore. You were scared and you didn't know a way out. You didn't know how to end it any other way, so you took the easy way out. You became the villain and a victim on the same day.
This story wasn't black and white, more like every shade of red. Hate, love, lust, and sex... the perfect equation to a fatal end.
It wasn't worth it, and you didn't find yourself free. You were more lost than I'd ever seen. You fell right into the Devil's hands. It's going to get darker before you see the light in this storm. This momentary high is just the eye. The Enemy is using it as a disguise.
You’re masking it as happy and free, but inside you really want to die. What you carried for years weighed you down. Now you’re about to drown. You're losing the breath in your lungs. But I need you to hold on a little longer. You’re stronger than you think.
You can't see what's up ahead, but the sun's starting to peek through the clouds. There's a hand reaching down to pull you from the sea. There's still life inside of you that's crying to be seen.