The verdict.

My life, MY life is a world of misery.
My perspective has ultimately been proven correct.
Childhood consisted of verbal and physical abuse.
Early-teens consisted of death.
Mid-teens consisted of addiction.
Late-teens consisted of recovering.
Things get good, really fucking good, then out of the blue, pain caress'.
Literally fucking caress'.
Now, I have a whole new platter to deal with.
I was severely terrified of getting sexually assaulted,
I guess the things we fear most come true.
At this point, I feel like I deserve terrible thing's in my life.
I'm shaking like a cold chihuahua,
I feel like my innocents was taken,
I'm uncomfortable, severely fucking uncomfortable,
to the point where I feel dead.
I'm just gliding through my day,
everything's too fucking surreal.
I wish this was all a dream,
but instead it's a living nightmare.