I'll never understand how you can say "I love you" and abuse the way you .

You suffocated me with pain and rage. You mercilessly violated me as easy as turning a page.

You mentally ***** me of all my worth. I'm nothing now, I'm trash. I can't escape my past.

I turn to the darkest corners of my mind to find the love you left behind. I find nothing but shame, nothing but blame.

Why did you make it unsafe to be in bed? Why did you make it unsafe to be in my head?

You say you're Christ-led but it feels like the Devil instead.

I've lost my innocence to your sin.
My sin.
Sin.

My soul is crushed, my body bares wounds from my rage as does the pen and the page.

My mind is my personal hell. All the painful memories, day in and day out. Who could I ever tell?

I do not want my tomorrow, I drown my spirit in depths of sorrow. Yet, still I remain. I go on to see another day, my frozen lips have nothing to say.

You stole my peace, my youth, my sanity. You were suppose to be noting more than my father, why did you hurt me? Torture me? Why did your course alter?