You bastard!

You bent me over at 4 years old and convinced me that some how it was my fault I did something wrong. I often blamed my parents how did they not know that I was sexually abused all those years. I was so young I couldn't have possibly asked for it. But my abusers would remind me that no one would beloved me and that is sickly true because other little ones died trying to tell the truth! The truth doesn't matter he could rape me, in pregnant me and abort the fetus and get away with it. He beats away with murder. Gets away with the murder of my soul, my fetus and my childhood. If I tell I know that I will

Be responsible for the death of my family as a four year old.