Coming into this world as a killer in some people’s eyes is how it all started.
The obscurity of my past was like the darkness of the darkest night.
The antipathy that was shown toward me was like pain far worse than death,
the agony of the emotional and physical pain.
When I was less than 3 years old my stepmom’s iniquity and resolute mind
to destroy my physical being was ostentatious.
Her torture methods were as transient as Pluto’s revolution around the sun.
Her aurora and semblance were nothing but evil.
Her satanic ways and her depleting venerability was
as emotionally and physically ponderous as 50 elephants.
She is as infamous as you can get in this cruel world.
Because of her I am what I am and I am what I am not.
I am what I made of myself. I am poison. I portend the evil in this world.
I will not forget but I will forgive. I will not hate I will not love. I will be poison.