The burning fire rises within my chest and makes me want to scream; at both everything you took from me and all you left me with β they are two extremes. You took away my innocence, purity, my entire childhood, broke me into pieces and took as much of me as you could. Now I am left powerless in a pit of despair, and I donβt feel alive, completely immersed in a lake of despondency, I can barely survive.