YOU

I'm the monster you moulded.
My fresh flesh compressed 
by your filthy fingers. 

I'm the chaos you created. 

A child you defiled to 
calm your sick cravings. 

I'm the wreckage you left behind

And denied when I tried 
to cry for help.

I'm the product of your perversity,

Now judged harshly for 
performing only what you taught me.
 

I'm the wrecked remains,

a hollow human where any good
never stood a chance.

You're the secret I kept 

as I cringed and wept 
and prayed for peace in the dark. 

You're the reason 

I'm going insane with shame and pain
and fear and hate. 

And you’re the reason vile vengeance

flows through my veins
keeping me from living a normal life.