The pain inside just grows and grows,
My pulse, my mind, my life just slows,
I shake my fist at the God above,
For placing me in a life without love.
At nine years old raped and molested,
Beaten for years, why was I tested?
Is this a joke, some sick experiment,
To live a life without being loved, no happiness, no merriment.
Bullied and tortured for over ten years,
Locking myself in the bathroom, in fear, fighting tears,
Afraid of the world, fearing my next rejection,
Looking in vain, for some family affection.
And then came the day when my father left home,
Neglecting to tell me, no call to my phone,
He packed up the things he loved, old medals he’d won,
Which […]