I Remember

              I sit to myself, and remember the past.. All that I've been through, so I ask.. What's my purpose here, I mean so much pain.. Slowly I heal, but so much remains.. I remember seeing the tears of my mother, she cried everyday.. That killed me inside, to young to know what to say.. I remember my step dad, with his hands on her throat.. and me standing crying, for him to let her go.. He would then turn around, and take it out on me.. At least my mother was safe, as she deserved to be.. I would take it as a man, broken bones and all.. With every hit, I would turn and fall.. But get back up, he would stop.. He would choke me till my legs got weak, and I'd drop..  I remember having to lie at school, you know the story "I fell".. Wanting to say something, but to afraid to tell.. In fear of a call, my mom was there with him alone.. Then the fear of what would happen, when i got home.. He would leave, and she would always take him back.. I was relieved when he was gone, so I never understood that.. Some time had passed, he left and never returned.. till this day I have scars, I guess you can say I've earned.. That was the turning point, I saw her smile..  I did whatever it took, to make her proud.. Following her every word, on how to treat a lady.. How to cook, clean, and maybe.. One day I would find a love, the one she only knew through me.. Unconditional love, growing up I saw reality.. There isn't a day that passes, from January to December.. Of the pain i try and forget, but the scars helpme to remember..