Why does he come home from a long day? All he does is hit me and deny food. Yelling at nothing to calm his nerves. I’m coming back for you. We all the children of broken homes and we love ourselves. Only hoping that no one will ever know. It happens every day. Keep defending yourself with open hands. Keep an open heart to the world. Start to feel like a man and take a stand. Only he knows what to do. I have found the road from home is often paved with broken bones, friends we lost, and friendly foes. He’s taking matters into his own hands, he’s buying a gun so he can stand. He’s making decisions to end his life, this is not the only way. I have found the only one I love has taken his own life. God damn there’s so much blood. I ask why he spoke to no one?

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