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11/24/2020

I fell asleep last night,
With you in my head.
This morning I remembered every word that you said.

You said that I had nothing to fear, and although I can't visualise you, you'll always be here.

From all that I know,
That are here and alive.
It's you I confide in,
Your in my heart, your
My star in the sky.

You actually liked me
Took an interest in me,
Never knew who I was,
Finally felt accepted, and knew my identity.

30 years ago, Friday the 13th September aged just 12....
Liz blurted out at the end of the day, your Granny's deed.
I had no one left to protect me, my life was pure hell, is it any wonder I began to rebel.

Thanks loads Lizzie, You really did well, why give birth to a child to at every opportunity make there life hell.

Your just like your Dad,
You constantly said,
Your dam right I am,
Born and bread.

08/26/2020
07/20/2020

I had no idea that mothering my own children would be so healing to my own sadness from my childhood.

07/20/2020

Sanity can be so
hard to maintain,
Some enjoy inflicting
You pain.

I mean really,
“What do they gain”?
It’s just so insane.

From my teens:

I’ve been labelled
As Off-Key?
Maybe someone should
Start taking responsibility.

I ran from the parent,
Ended up with a man
Just the same?
What is going on here?
My life is not a game.

Just in 6 months alone,
Aggressive attitude & tone.
Won’t lift a finger, but
Has the cheek to moan.

Pick up that wrapper,
Put the washing away?
Not one finger do you lift,
Each and every day.

My son once said:

“I wish had three Mum’s”,
“One too cool/clean,
One too rest, and one,
Too play and have fun”.

Isolated, interrogated, most
Days I’m on edge,
Will I get a smile today,
Or a punch 🥊 in the head?

07/15/2020
In my head I’m still that child
06/13/2020

In my head I’m still that child

06/11/2020

Liz Note 4

So here I go again,
Like elf on the shelf.
I don’t owe nobody an
Explanation about myself.

I mean seriously:
“Who the hell do you,
Think you are”?
Corby ‘s bus stop that’s why
You have moved real far.

People often asked, are you her daughter? “ Never heard of her mate, think you’ve made a mistake”.
Can’t get away quick enough,
Income the sweats and the shakes.

I hide nothing from my kids, they know the truth from then till now, And my 6 year old was totally disgusted at your fowl mouth.

Is that really your mum,
She’s horrid and rude.
The fact you would talk such evil knowing my child was with me, you really are twisted and proper off key.

My kids will never have a mother, that tears her kids apart,
Forever there souls will live in each other’s hearts.

When my time comes,
I will still be right beside them,
Guiding them, watching happiness grow inside them.

They won’t know beatings,
Emotional or sexual abuse,
No manipulation or some sad pathetic excuse.

I’m thankful for life, the air that
I breathe, I’m glad I got to know my dad and discover my identity.

And so called relations, if you don’t like what I say, then speak up put me write, I will back everything I say.

It’s took 40 years,
To see who I am,
Without Lizzie spitting the
Dummy out of her pram.

I don’t slag, I don’t slate, or post anything I can’t back up, i express how I feel before my time is up.

I’ve read and watched certain ones behind your walls, keyboard warriors who think they know it all.

Whatever you think of me, if I’m reading from a screen, it means you have no bo****ks to face me do you know what I mean?

Not that my life has anything
To do with any of you,
But Lizzie gribben said it so that must make it true.

Iv never known such evil,
To talk such sh*te,
I’m more honest than honest,
But you fakers can’t take that right?

Over the years all you so called family and friends, I guarantee 80% of you Liz has taking your men.

Then borrow money, not pay it back, she is an A+ actress I will give her that.

If only she charged for every man she give Head, what a big pile of money she would have stashed some where.

You have been so horrific,
My entire life,
But in front of my kids,
I don’t think so Love, I will waste
Not another minute of my time.

My children will never be around scum like you, I back Davy dick he should of finished you.

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