My daddy used to be fast, he took speed acid and experimental pills he used to get aggressive and beat me, he used to abuse me and hit me. When he was drunk it was worse, I used to cry and scream but he still abused me and I once stabbed him with a nail to escape him.
I ran to my grandma's house but he found me and punched her in the face so hard she was put in a critical condition and I was found and he slashed me with his belt. When I was 18 I ran and left the country, I now live in fear that he will find me so I take some antidepressants and occasionally deal weed with my friend Tahl. I will always be fearful that I will be found, I then skinned a goat and inflated its lungs to find out my future, written in the veins was.... become a country singer..
I then dedicated my life to Jesus and sung Christian country songs about my dad and my problems and his addiction. But his face will always be tattooed in my eyes, I can see his angry mouth yelling get on the floor and get ready for me and I hid under my bed but he always found me...
"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened." - Matthew 7:7-8