I Fight. He Lied.

I made a promise long ago.
The promise of a frightened child.
I was really, really brave.
I was only three years old.
I fight.
He Lied.
Yes, this is now and then was then.
Yes, I was small and he was big.
Yes, there was nothing I could do.
But I did not know that then.
I fight.
He Lied.
I split and split and split and split.
And parts of me got stuck in time.
I hid the purest part of me.
And lost what I was meant to be.
I fight.
He Lied.

Art Journal Sketch Series. Watercolour Pencil on Paper.
© Katy Matilda Neo 2018.

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