Why does he have to come home after a long day? All he does is hit me and deny food. Yelling at nothing just to calm his nerves. I’ll be coming back to you. We are the children of broken homes and we love ourselves. Only hoping that no one would ever know. But It happens every day. Keep defending yourself with an open hand. Be true to yourself, and believe in the plan. Be strong little man and take a stand. There will be someone for you. I have found the road from home is often paved with broken bones, livers failed, and friendly foes. This kids taking matters into his own hands, he’s buying a gun so he can stand. He’s making decisions to escape the pain, 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?