Bailey Quinn.

Past pain I hold my pain in the back of my brain. That’s a lie.  I hold it closer: I hold it in my heart, still, everyday.  The pain you gave caused me to change. The lies you told to get your way. It clouded my judgement and I wanted to run away.  My heart was bad. It was torn.  Between you and happiness.  Between pleasing you and being healthy. I had a creature lurking in the dark.  Trying to kill me and it took some shots.  I couldn’t hold on, it took my breath my lungs are pressed.  My head it burnt.  My life was turned upside because of you. What you said.  What you did and what you didn’t.  I hated you.  What you did.  I hated myself more for wanting you.  For crying over you. But as I see now who was I wanting.  I wanted someone who treated me like dirt.  I see now you were horrible, disgusting.  I look at my pain and greet it with lessons. Learnin...