You walked away from me.
And killed me a little more.
Everytime you crushed my hopes.
Stepped on my dreams,
And set fire to my creativity.
You took a part of who I am.
A piece of my soul.
And a chunk of my life.
You were supposed to be a father.
But instead you were a drunk,
A junkie,
And a wife beater.
I watched as you hit her,
shoved her,
punched her.
I listened as you abused us both,
slashing us with your words.
And I cried,
when I realized that you hated me.
You were never a father.
You were the source of everything bad in life.
All of my insecurities,
Carved into my brain, with your voice attached.
All of my fears,
Born from your actions.
And all of my hatred,
that began with hating you.
You made me hate myself.
You made me hate the world.
You ruined my life.
And you dare try to call me your son.
You turned me into a monster.
And, trust me,
You will pay for it.
Now my life is filled with pain,
Hatred,
and unshed tears.
My life has been agonizing because of you.
I cannot allow you to get away with it.
I will have my revenge.
And take back what you stole from me.
My happiness,
My ability to love,
and my life.
I will have it.
Even if it cost you yours.