Scarred For Life

by

Eddie Tacub

The first time my father laid his hands on me
I have to admit
That turned my life around drastically
I know I messed up and did something stupid
But that's no reason for you to treat me
The opposite of cupid
My father whooped my fuckin' ass
Which then shattered my heart like broken glass
He could've used something else instead of a belt
If he only knew how that shit felt
Eight bruises around my arm, chest & back
I wish I had the balls to retaliate
I would've hit him cross the head with his softball bat
This situation scarred me from the outer skin
To the inside of my heart
Till this day I still believe this is what ripped me & my dad apart

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Power
by: John William McGrath III
from: Mesa, AZ, US

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