i have been killed
i have been hit with a spear.
It destructed my security.
It pierced my joy.
he killed my with two words.
"*******"
he killed me when he said
"you don't deserve happiness"
i thought he was supposed to be a father.
NOT a killer.
for years i refused to recognize the step before his name.
I wanted Step-father to become father. to become dad.
Joe, *******.
**** everything you are.
You robbed me of my happiness, my faith, my childhood.
For years i gave you chances.
I didn't turn you in because i believe(d) in change.
And then you wonder why you don't mean anything to me.
My heart was slashed.
Who the **** beats an eight year old kid?
Who?
Who takes away hope by kicking a nine year old out of his home to roam the streets?
I shake just sharing that memory.
Or when you put screws underneath my knees to stop me from falling on them while doing endless push-ups?
kids must be punished.
But not your way, you selfish *****
And now god is your salvation?
i hope he has mercy.
Because you deserve worse than hell
a gimps into my past. Not even close to everything. But i felt like i had to share. More to share that i survived.
