For many years,

I was forced, to sit quietly by

and be subjected to the hateful words that were said by you.

You would say that I’m lazy,

I’m thoughtless,

I’m selfish.

You convinced me that it was true.

You said you loved me,

You tore me in half; in two.

You did it once, then one time after that,

again and again

until I felt cracked.

Dad promised this would change

So I held my breath,

Waiting for that day.

Again and again, lower I fell

I was in my own personal hell.

There is one thing I have to say,

I’m sorry for ever being bad,

All I ever wanted was to be the best granddaughter you’ve ever had.

You have problems issues I’m told,

I tried to be there,

I tried to be bold.

I don't know how to handle you,

in every way I’ve tried.

Now all that’s left of me is to break down and cry.

I can’t change who you are, I can’t make you understand.

After all you’ve put me through,

might as well have shoved me in the sand.

The way you've treated my family pisses me off.

Especially when you look at my face and snicker and skoff.

You made me feel like I was suffocating

even though I was still breathing,

having to be silent and not say a word.

The toxins that pollute your soul, poured into my heart and made it grow cold.

It all piled up until it created a big heavy weight on my chest.

I felt like god was putting me to the test.

Now that you’re leaving, I can put these horrible feelings to rest.