Mental abuse or physical abuse
The effects are all the same
It almost makes you feel ashamed
That you have to wear that family name
With a father who sexually abused you
His physical abuse kept you all in fear
And a mom that played with our naive minds
Pretended she didn’t hear

So many times you were all beaten and bruised
Sent to your rooms with nothing to eat
When dad felt the need to abuse you some more
So often the oldest sister would take the heat
You spent your childhood lifetime crying
Living in fear from day to day
You wondered how could your so-called parents
Could ever treat the ones they love that way

With a mother who cheated behind closed doors
While trying to be discreet
If your dad would’ve ever found her out
On her too he would have beat
Life was a living hell for all of you
And this was a crying shame
With a mom who toyed with your troubled minds
And a dad playing his abusive game

You remember how your mother got your mean dad
To beat you all, while in a deep sound sleep
Making sure you all would go to bed when she said
For she had dates with her boyfriend she had to keep
Not to mention forcing you out the door and on your own
At the tender age of sweet sixteen
Wondering how you will survive
And how could your mom have been so mean

It was clear she didn’t love you
And didn’t want you in her life
Cause now she was free from all you kids
And could now become a mans new wife
You had a burning desire deep inside
To ask her why she did the things that she did do
She laughed at you and said, "Well you survived it didn’t you"?

You all had problems dealing with life
From the terrible childhood that you had
With the mental abuse by your mother
And physical abuse by your dad
Your Dad passed away many years ago
And sadly you didn’t miss him a great deal
You couldn’t forgive him for his vile deeds
For those lifetime deeds you did conceal

Just recently your mother passed away
And no empathy did she get from any of you
But her funeral did serve a meaningful purpose
Family relationships you did renew
Although you still have those demons to deal with
You no longer deal with them alone
For you have formed an alliance with your family
Just by talking to them on the telephone

You may never understand the things that were done
To you all while in your youth
But talking about it openly with family
May well unearth some truth
You knew your mom and dad were evil people
And there was no way that you could have a truce
Although they have departed from this earth
They left behind the effects of their abuse

May God help you fight those demons deep within
And give some meaning to your total being
For when those evil spirits are defeated within yourselves
It’ll be a different person you’ll be seeing
So come together as a family
For your love will keep you strong
And the abusive devils that once thrived in you
Very soon will be all gone

AKA Wildthing
January 15, 2003