Do
You Remember?
Do
you remember?
Do
you remember telling me
You weren’t
going to coddle me
While
I was pregnant because
you
didn’t want me to get used to it?
Do
you remember calling me two-face
After
my bells palsy happened?
The
time you texted me at work
To
tell me you were going to
Throw
William at the wall if he didn’t stop crying?
Do
you remember when I was
On
bed-rest with Gabby and you said I bet I enjoyed
Having
the doctor’s permission to be lazy?
Do
you remember the night
I
was coughing too much for you
So
after you unsuccessfully tried to pull me out of bed
Instead,
you took my pillow and blanket and threw them down the stairs?
Do
you remember the time
That
you texted me at work
Telling
me if I didn’t come home
You
were going to put the baby in her crib
And leave
her there until I got home because she was crying too much?
Do
you remember the day of Gabby’s birthday party?
When
you threw William’s nightlight at me
Embedded
it in the drywall and it shattered 4 inches from my face?
And
when I said it almost hit me,
You said
it would have hit me if you wanted it to.
Do
you remember any of the times
That
you told me to discipline our kids the “right” way
Or you
were going to do it your way
Which
included using a belt on them.
Do
you remember any of the times
You told
me to clean the house your way
Or you
were just going to go through the house
With
a garbage bag and throw away anything
That
was “out of place”?
Do
you remember
When
you hit me above the eye
Apologized
for it
And then
said it never happened?
Do
you remember telling me
That
you never wanted Gabby
And we
just had her to appease me?
Do
you remember any of those times?
Because
I do.
And
its too bad that you have so many people fooled
If only
they knew what kind of
Emotionally
and mentally abusive asshole
You really
are.
But
eventually they will see your true colors
Because
you are fucked up
And you
won’t be able to hide it forever.
All
these people that have stood by your side
Will
either convince you that you are normal
Or will
turn their backs on you.
And
the patterns of abuse will continue
On and
on
With
every new woman that stupidly
Steps
foot in your life.
How
sad for the babies
That
they have to have an abusive asshole for a father
But I’ll
do everything I can to protect them from you
Until
they are old enough to walk out of your life on their own.
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