anon

I used to wake up screaming,
I hated it,
I wanted to get out but I couldn’t escape,
I was stuck in a circle of abuse,
I didn’t like,
but I loved it at the same time,
it’s the way I was made

I enjoyed the smell of cigarettes and alcohol on your breath, even though I couldn’t stand the sight of you, I just wanted to get away I couldn’t even do that.