My life has been one that no one will ever understand, at times I myself don't understand it.
The pain I've suffered, the things i've seen, and the places I've been.
As I was growing up things never seemed that bad, but as I got older things got worse.
By nine I was no longer a virgin, I had been destroyed by the man that was my so called "protector".
Ripping everything away from my naive body, my innocence, my future, my life.
He left me with nothing but a shattered perception of life. All the beauty that nature once held was gone.
All the dreams I once aspired to become reality became seemingly impossible. Nothing in life mattered anymore.
A scared little girl that hid from her father day after day,knowing that he would soon be home only
to open up another beer and cause her more hurt. As I sit here writing of this tears fall from eyes and roll onto my cheek.
As I think of how no one has ever known of the pain I have suffered I feel even more pain.
For a very long time I have thought of telling someone, but how do you tell someone something like that?
How do you inform them of the pain you've held behind your eyes for years, without a single word of the hatrid you've kept in secrecy.