- Behind the Walls-

Author - Cryptic Edwards

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Rhea Bennett

While I stare at the ocean of London view not able to afford dinner trying to understand what she done I will never know.

Maybe because she didn’t ask for a child with a crippling disability swallowing her whole.

Maybe she Was too young to become a mother.

Maybe she had no help and was struggling in silence. I will never know but my aunts were always close and her mother, was she really alone!

28 I am now trying to solve this puzzle without confronting her because what will that do but cause the ocean of the monster to urupt .

But I sit looking out at the ocean view of answers I do not have.

But yet the feeling I need to know why ?

Confusion over the years to now finding this out, heartbroken as part of me new over the years.

As I sit smoking away, that horrid feeling in my stomach of the deep truth I can not face.

Was he, my father also in on it as well. He is a good man surely not ? She has a separate account.

The question is there though in my head was it both of them.

I have always paid my bills, I give rent every month without fail never late.

I play by their rules.

I don't ask for help with any of my seizures I deal with it alone and alone I suffer. Always alone.

I sit I look out and there it is in my mind will I ever be able to trust anyone again after this after what they did.

How will I ever be able to trust anyone again after this, now that I know after what I know after all these years, their lies, their empty threats all of it.

The pain goes deep as my anxiety is crippling away at me knowing I must ignore or it could trigger a seizure I do not want.

I feel it in my stomach as I pull myself together now I have seen the evidence taking the next step finally putting my pip into my account.

What is mine not theirs for fixing their depths but I am scared, scared of them as my stomach tosses and turns with what they will do.

Did they not see what they done was wrong?

Did they truly know what they were doing was not okay?

I mean it's abuse right you don't see behind the walls, being taken advantage off but it is.

Is this how it all started "I will help you get pip, you can not fill the form out so I will do it, please darling do not look at the form."

Why are you opening your pip letter let me do that, I do not want you to get stress have a seizure.

You are not good with numbers let ME put it in our account, I can be your appointee you can trust us me I am you mum.

My mother and maybe my father did this to me, took my pip money and lied to me with how much I was getting, how could I trust anyone ever again.