I’m sorry… How royally fucked up is this country, that the same people who allowed me to be raped repeatedly for seven years, to the point I had a child, could have the audacity to look me in the eyes and say they can’t help me? Really?! Do you have any idea how many times I tried to tell people what was happening, only to be called a liar? And now, the bastard draws a disability check for being bipolar (no shit). That’s not a lot of money, but it’s $700 a month while my son and I have NOTHING. His class Easter party […]
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Dear Old Dad
The frigerator full of coke
The shelf full of rum
I go to bed and in my head,
I just know he’s going to come.
For my dear old Dad, has made me sad,
By playing house with me,
And you can bet, I can’t forget,
All the things he’s done to me.
For he’s robbed me of my purity,
And he’s stripped me of my pride,
He took from me my virginity,
And he ruined me inside.
It makes no sense my innocence,
Was forced to take a tragic fall.
I don’t know why but I know that I,
Have become my daddy’s doll.
I’m so confused for I’ve been abused,
And I don’t think he will stop.
It sounds absurd but […]