You asked me yesterday, why haven't I, in the 10 years I've lived with you, ever invited anyone over to the house?
And it took me a while. But I think I finally have the answer.
I have never asked anyone over because I fear for their safety. And that's something a person my age should ever have to say in regards to their father.
It may seem obserd to others, but I'm just looking out for those I care about.
You are a very angry, hateful person. And when you add drugs to the mix you become toxic and dangerous to be around.
It scares me to say, but if anyone I cared about was ever hurt by you I would never be able to forgive you, let alone myself.
It's true. I've never asked someone over, and I likely won't in the future.
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No Longer A Victim
PoetryFor a long time I was a victim of abuse from family and friends. And in some ways I still am, but I refuse to dwell on the past and instead look forward to the future. This is a collection of poems or short ramblings that I wrote in my time of darkn...
