By Sonya Caldwell-Sigler
I said I was sorry you are hurting but I'm not.
I'm actually wondering if your pain is anything like the pain you left us in.
When we cried for you. Cried to you. Begged you to come get us. Save us. Remember us.
You didn't. You never did.
You never said sorry.
You remember it in a way to protect yourself.
We remember it in a way to never again give you the power to hurt us.
We don't forgive you.
We forgave ourselves.
We moved on.
Our childhood lingered in the air like unspoken words.
We speak now.
We speak with actions.
We speak loudly about breaking the cycle.
We scream, "We won't repeat history!"
The cycle is broken.
Our love for each other wins.
The love for our children wins.
We get to write how our stories will end.
You were only one chapter.
My story will continue without you.
This is our showcase page, containing various submissions from various Authors. Please look for snippets about the Authors following their pieces.