My childhood was a disaster.
Molestation is just as bad as cancer.
Terrified, scared & confused.
Hurt, betrayed & abused.
All my life I've been used.
Teen runaway, emotional heart-break,
Drugs & alcohol helped me escape.
Helped ease the pain,
Becoming sober has just driven me insane.
Can't seem to deal with these thoughts
I just want 'em to stop
Men done me wrong my whole life,
I don't even know why I still even try.
I wish I had no feelings,
In this life I have no meaning.
Voices in my head,
Crying myself to sleep in bed.
Vanish from my mind,
Wish I could rewind, back in time, when I was 5.
I would have grabbed a knife, stabbed him a million times.
I question God how could he allow this to happen? Where was he to protect me from bad men?