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.