Grandmother,What are these word's? Why have you passed them down to me? Witch kissed, I heard you exclaim. In words ever so plain. Yet complicated to me.
Grandfather, Why do you beat me so? Is it that you don't know? Or has your hatred for my father,blinded your eyes.I'm not without pain. Insane, yet refuse to die.
Mother, where is my father? Why has he forsaken me? Was there love in your union? Or was I concieved in lust? Where is the trust? What was taken was it free?Am I to young to see.
Anger,Hate,And without the ability to trust. Where will I go? Is the shell around my heart there to protect me.Or will it be the end of me? My Hell, full of neglect. Down on the ground and broken apart. Raped, Destroyed in my youth. Now searching for the truth.
And in the silence I realize. I was kissed by the witch. My back holds the lashes for the sins of my father. My mind is a jumbled mash of memories. In all this evil, What will I take from this world? And what can I give it. As I fear, My only gift are words, and a heart full of tears.
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