How my parents died
When I was a kid my father died from shooting himself in the head. My mother died a few years later from an overdose of crack. I spent the final years of my adolesence in foster care. I'm an adult now and many years have passed. I don't talk abut the things I went through as a kid but the memomories are still vivid. I am haunted by the things I experienced. I have no one to talk to. As I've always done I keep it all inside and it simmers. Burning into my spirit. Poisoning my mind. No one who knows me knows of the things I once went through. I am lost.