poem

// abuse

this is a poem i wrote to my abuser, may he burn in hell<3

       I hate you.

I hate you, you and your drugstore perfume.
The smell of the cheap wine you used to drink still haunts me at midnight.
I hate the smell of cigarettes, cause it reminds me of what I lost that night.

You stole my childhood, you stole a part of me,
feeling like a monster, when in fact that’s just what you were to me.

You worthless, tiny old man,
when you left, I won’t lie; I felt glad.

You broke me all inside.

Even my forgiveness won’t be enough,
for you will burn and burn.

Here´s to every kid that lost their innocence,
by a deadly creature that comes crawling in the dark.

You left me withered,
made me think I was dreaming.

I know you’ll never read this
‘cause you’re six feet underground
but I hope all your demons,
will haunt you for what you’ve done.