I look back not for excuses, but for answers. For as much as I'd like to rid myself of the past, I'm afraid that isn't possible. It thrives in my music and in my poems and in my dreams. It is alive in my soul. It is who I am.
Parents are not always what they seem, loving and caring people. Sometimes when doors close, evil appears. When a mother bears a child she cannot stand and a father is too cowardly to love, the child must be born unto herself, becoming in herself what she needs to survive. It is better to be born unto oneself than to be born unto evil, because evil can only breed more evil.