'No dad i would not like to go to dinner with you' <br />he was gonna say it <br />his hatred prickled off my skin <br />'miserable bitch' <br />he said it <br />i couldn't breath <br />all the air was poison <br />he had been there <br />all of him <br />his toxicity <br />all of it <br />his words had followed him in <br />i looked over <br />to mom <br />no <br />mother <br />her eyes <br />the disappointment <br />at me <br />why? <br />did i not fight the tears hard enough? <br />did i not build the walls well enough? <br />did i not put the mask on tight enough? <br />was the smile i wore not stretch tightly enough across my face? <br />i still could not breath <br />my lungs screamed for air <br />no <br />he had been here <br />and his words follow him in<br /><br />kitty smith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-words-they-followed-him-in/
