CHOMO Anger building up in me Pounds my skull quite violently I can’t sit still so I just pace Until again he invades my space. Afraid to tell, I rage and scream, Upon deaf ears falls my suffering The pain inside I've rarely shown Cripples me if I’m alone. Too easily they let it slide, What he did for years they tried To hide the truth and blame the one Ripped apart by their ******* son. Heidi Shavill 2013