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Its 17 years since I sat in your cells
Seems like yesterday
As I am still living in that hell
My mind is groggy
But my eyes are clear
Most days are dark
There is no cheer

I was abused, it was my brother
I know it sounds sad
But there was also others
Nonse's,   go to court, and they tell their lies
But can anyone see the pain in our eyes
Does anyone know, what this does to the mind
It don't go away, or ease with time

The police would not listen
When it was first reported
I started the drugs
The coke I snorted

He ruined my life
My life is a mess
And now he is dead
Will I ever rest

I want a job, I love to work
But with a record like mine, I feel a jerk
NO-one wants to give criminals a chance
All I get is that funny glance

Mum and dad, now you  are dead
I think its time , these words are said
Both were drunks, who did not care
What chance did we have
When you was not there
We know he was a bully, he also hurt you too
But I would have got the police
That you did not do

He hurt us all with his sick  sick  ways
But you did nothing, on those painfull days
Abuse is a killer, it eats at your mind
And peace in myself is so hard to find

Its 25 years since I moved away
And the other sibling, I don't see to this day

what a messed up family

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