Trash Panda

I'll never forget the way that it felt,

to be called a liar, and hit with a belt.

 

I'll never forget the liquid Dawn Soap,

held in my mouth, as I try not to choke.

 

I'll never forget the "dads" that were there,

and how they barely pretended to care.

 

I'll never forget you chose them over me,

even if now, you are starting to see.

 

You gave up the drugs (or so you have said),

I'd much rather that, than to hear you are dead.