Rebellion

Here comes a moment when you have enough. The suffocation reached a critical point and it has to stop.

There is nothing left inside of you, at least, no more energy to keep enduring the situation. It has to stop!

You turn the idea around in your head, you try to stop yourself from breaking the routine, you are afraid.

You can't possibly run away and leave everything behind. You can't possibly break their heart, right? 

You can't possibly be the villain in their story. How could you, after all, they had done for you? 

So you hold back, you hold back and you pray for your body to hold on until they change their behavior. 

But your mind is screaming in agony, your mind is begging you to leave, to put an end to your misery.

It has to stop! It has to stop! 

Here comes a moment when you can't continue. Your energy is depleted, the love inside you is dead. 

Your body is aching because you keep sacrificing yourself for them. You give them time, love, attention.

You give so much that there is nothing left of you. You give so much that you forgot who you are. Why?

Why would you hurt yourself that much for ungrateful souls who would never give back to you? 

Why do you accept their argument about blood being thicker than water and some fallacious statements?

How could you buy into their bullshit, willingly forsaking your mental and physical health? Why?

Is it because you feel that you owe them your life? Is it because they smothered you throughout the years?

It has to stop! It has to stop! 

And you can do it! 

Here comes a moment when your mind is breaking down. Your brain explodes, your heart beats faster.

You become afraid of their very shadow, and listening to their names feels like being stabbed in the soul.

They have become a recurring nightmare for you, something you can't seem to be able to escape from.

They share your blood but that's the only thing they share with you. They don't love you. They don't care.

They would see you as something convenient, something to use, something to play with and destroy. 

They would see you as pawns or perhaps wonderful little helpers who would help them live a better life. 

Tools...Maybe even just devices. They put you on Earth to do their bidding and fulfill their dreams.

Nothing less, nothing more, you realize that there is no love, no warmth, no concern about your safety.

It has to stop! It has to stop! 

For decades, they tried to mold you into someone you weren't. They tried to dictate you your personality.

They tried to shape you into puppets who would do, as they say, think as they wish and never refuse.

What they didn't know is that rebellion was rushing in your veins! Your spirit wasn't crushed! It lives on! 

What they didn't know is that you would put an end to their tyranny, you would make a life for yourself.

And no matter how many times they try to destroy you, they would never succeed because you're stronger.

You will survive this ordeal, you will remain determined and loving, they won't succeed in destroying you.

They don't know you, they don't care about you, they are too blinded by their power to see through you.

Let them underestimate you, let them look down on you because, in the end, you'll have the last laugh.

You'll make it stop!

And you will do it!