The Thief

You were supposed to love me
protect me, and
teach me, Grandpa.

You were supposed to give, unconditionally,
but you didn’t.
You stole from me instead.

You stole my innocence with your body.
You stole my sense of safety with your threats and dominance.
You stole my sense of self with your words of shame and insult.
You stole my justice with your suicide.

You broke me as a child.

And I am left to spend a lifetime
picking up the pieces
and putting myself back together.

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