My boyfriend Wray 💧

I promised my mother I would stay away from him,

The withdrawal symptoms started,

The sweating and the trembling.

I needed him, he was my escape.

Mom came in the room, smiled and said,

“I failed you my little sunshine, my little high school daughter is already a rum head.”

My eyes were twitching and I was feeling irritated.

I looked in her face and knew that dad reached home because this morning her lip wasn’t busted.

I smiled,

My hypocrite mother keeps on preaching how toxic Wray was, while each day death visits her because of the man she loves.

They always said, “Do what I say but don’t do what I do.”

I hated that quote and I was starting to hate life too.

I couldn’t keep the promise anymore,

I went to see Wray, the only one I adored.

The numbness was lovely, it helps me to block out unwanted noise.

I heard my mom screaming, but I guess she loves the sound of her own voice.

She loves his rough hand on her skin,

She loves seeing her favorite color running from her nose,

No matter how bad dad treats her, she still sees him as her King.

How did she expect me to leave Wray?

The only substance that keeps me at bay.

It’s not the right choice, but it’s the best one right now.

I boyfriend Wray, the one that will give me the confidence to leave this house,

One day,



6 Comments Add yours

  1. Such a powerful piece of writing! I hope everything works out well!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you for reading it ,💘

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  2. The power in the story and the words! You are gifted darling! I enjoyed this sooo much!

    Erica Raquel

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words 💓


  3. Natasha MacFarlane says:

    Very powerful and moving. Thank you for sharing it.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. And thank you for reading it 💘💘


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