Life's hard for all

I Remember When

I remember the days when we would sit on the couch and watch tv or work on my homework together,

The days when I was the one you cared for, the apple of your eye, so to speak.

I remember us taking four-wheeler rides through our land back when we were still a single-family.

Back before the war between the parents

where the kids had to choose sides

Where the kids had to learn who would do what.

Relearning Life

This was before the manipulation and the lies from both sides.

I wish we could have the same relationship as we did then.

When you were the one I cared for the most

But then it happened.

You Left on your own. (So I thought)

You should have tried harder to see your kids more.

But when you moved out It Began.

Mom found a new man.

We stayed with our grandparents most of the time.

This is where the abuse began.

The man who was supposed to be an uncle

turned out to be a child abuser.

As I stayed in silence, he became your friend

Or at least that’s what I was told, by my mom.

You Did Nothing but Sit.

She let me believe.

When in actuality she decided to not show up. Instead, you were the one to stand up in court .

To find justice in the correct manner.

I was told you did nothing but had people inside.

Made to believe that you didn’t care what had happened

But now I know the truth, you did what you could.

All the anger, resentment, and bad feelings I had are now gone.

Since that last conversation we had.

I wished I’d learned the truth earlier.

Then maybe we would have had a better relationship.

Is too late for that now,

But I’ll always remember WHO actually stood up And took charge when it mattered