There are no words that can express the level of treachery that is going on. No words can express the hurt and the tears that fall because of one person who has betrayed the ultimate trust of a mother and child to seek revenge for their own actions against themselves. What leads someone to do this... who truly knows. There are so many things going on and so wrong with this entire situation and no one will listen. I begin to talk and in mid sentence I get asked if I'm taking my medication... mental illness doesn't mean completely out of touch with your reality! It means that the firing mechanisms and chemical balances are off. It means that I have had a traumatic brain injury not that I am crazy!

Everyday, everyday I have to ask god why do I have to have these things going on in my head that make everyone question every word I say. Everyday, he stays quiet never answering me. I close my eyes and here they come again all the nightmares that created the monster that I believe everyone sees. Never the broken person who lives within, who crys every day because she is all alone in a world that scares her to death. They can never see that person because that shows she has a weakness. She is supposed to be strong and take care of everyone else and soon she forgets herself.

Tomorrow will start a new day and she will slip back into her faithful suit of ding, dented and broken Armour only to pretend once again that everything is alright and pray to God again this night that that monster that lives inside isn't woken up again because someone thinks that they know the little girl that hides inside.
© Rhonda Broker