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When I was a child, I was less then complete, amidst turmoil, and cared for by a mother who was weak. A child without a father to call my own, no siblings to speak of, just me alone. Then the angry teenager forever stuck on my own, alcohol and drugs were my only comfort .. a diversion from an abusive atmosphere. A step-father who beat mother and me, not a man, but a monster that was my world .. you see An alternate reality would have been better than the struggle endured freeing myself, from my step-father's aberrant embrace, Can I now lay down in a coffin, so cold to hide from the monster, who has taken captive my Soul.
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 9:42 PM UTC
Monster
When I was a child, I was less then complete, amidst turmoil, and cared for by a mother who was weak. A child without a father to call my own, no siblings to speak of, just me alone. Then the angry teenager forever stuck on my own, alcohol and drugs were my only comfort .. a diversion from an abusive atmosphere. A step-father who beat mother and me, not a man, but a monster that was my world .. you see An alternate reality would have been better than the struggle endured freeing myself, from my step-father's aberrant embrace, Can I now lay down in a coffin, so cold to hide from the monster, who has taken captive my Soul.
Family Abuse and neglect, so glad the ******* is dead.
#metaphor#sad#abuse#dark
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 9:42 PM UTC
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