It's his fault.
He's the one.
The one that has done this,
To me.
Right from the start.
Until the end.
It always happened.
He didn't like me.
I got that much, I wasn't stupid.
After everything,
The darkness called me,
Welcoming me.
As I took the nearest blade
Drowning everything out.

Then the next day.
It happened again.
Continuously.
I can never remember a day,
When the sun shined upon us,
Because it was all bad.
Everything was dark when he was around.
Always.
The pain never quite succeed,
When he inflicted it upon me.
I did that to myself.
The pain and misery.

I let him control me.
I should have been stronger.
But....
I always think.
He's my father.
How could I have told him to stop?