when you took my childhood away, i swallowed my voice, suppressed every tear, forced myself to adapt, grew fond of the suffering- how far into my mind i would sink when your fingertips were on my skin.
you stripped me of all identity split me into two halves of a person- living and surviving.
you remolded me into your perfect creation.
gave me a purpose with a name.
when i was twelve you left this earth with no explanation.
took away your own heartbeat, took away my only witness.
what was i to do with the monster you created, other than live the life you created it for?
and i will carry these secrets to my grave, and give them back to you in the afterlife.