Creation

I shall never write nor read lies to the surrounding crowd is this why I read the following aloud? You took every innocent thought that a child has now every day is closer to your last so forgive me if this is my fault but everyone knows it's not your the dark image that a hurt child never forgot, I wish I could say there's a monster in my closet or maybe under the bed but mommy theres a monster next to you he has daddy's same head same smile and eyes for he is the monster I despise with a crocked smile he watches me everyday his hands hold me around them twisting every word I say no longer will I be affected by affliction and infestation of the parasite that feeds on me and watches me bleed for this parasite is my father, I am his creation.