Abuse continued right up until my parents divorced,
and abused as a teenager in school by super kids.
Continued misconduct by her monied paramours.
by my continued abusive parent a lost keep sake.
...
Read full text
A poignant poem The past shapes us and sometimes we can v never be free we just have to come to an understanding with it and call a truce There is such sadness and pain here but hope too Enjoyed this well written piece great job.