Fear

hello

so.. this poem is actually about growing up in an abusive household. i had a really bad childhood and this shit is personal, so if you don't like it please just go to another book. i don't need hate on this. i will block you faster than you can say inconsiderate. it's perfectly fine if you don't like it. if it's too dark or too close to home. what's not ok is commenting anything along the lines of "this is fake" "why didn't you just leave" or something similar. because this is all too real to me and because he had a gun and threatened my entire family any time he left the house and promised death if we even thought of leaving. this is a look into my fear and anxiety, so if you have anything to say that isn't positive then don't even fucking read it. i don't want your read. otherwise enjoy and let me know what you think