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The hate and hurt within your heart

Only expressed through your abuse

Sleeping and crying while your kids dyed inside

Why did you do this to me?



I know it hurt but you could never move on.

The typical American family gone wrong

We were all affected

All of us but you.



Now I take this hurt out upon myself

I have no kids to abuse, like you.

Memories of an angry childhood

And never being good enough



Memories from inside a closet

My brother screaming for mercy

From the pain you generously distributed to all

And me, crying.



Dear mother, why did you do this to me.

I can no longer sleep at night

Constantly reminded of the shit you put me through

Your hate, seeping into my veins



A battle not even I could win.

A wooden spoon to my face could only throw me down.

I wish you would have let me die.

Abortion would have saved my life..



Nightmares and cigarettes

Create the wreck that is now me.

Your daughter wants to die.

Your daughter wants to die.



You said that I needed it,

But I just needed to defeat it.

It being you.

But now I’m left with nothing.



Running from you took me nowhere

The only thing I could think to do

But how is a child like me

Supposed to escape a monster like you?