Ever changing threads, That alter and age with time.

Where new meets old it tears and frays, Until it all unravels, And sits nestled in our pockets, Like scraps of sentimental cloth.

The past was haunting him again The days of when he was taken His was just a boy who liked a nice clowns But with this clown he was mistaken He was picked up and put in a van Then taken to a filthy cellar For over 20 hours a day kept in the dark He felt as blind as Helen Keller The Maniac clown would twist his mind While using his tiny body as a toy He put thoughts deep inside his Psyche Those deep thoughts are what destroys One night he found an small opening A chance for a quick escape His legs took him away from this evil But his thoughts drift back to the rape He looks down at his empty glass He keeps trying to drown his shame The doctors tell him it’s not his fault And That it’s the Devil he should blame The past was haunting him again The days of when he was taken His was just a boy who liked a nice clowns But with this clown he was mistaken

         𝕊𝕋𝔼ℙℍ𝔼ℕ☮️✌️

The past was haunting him again The days of when he was taken His was just a boy who liked a nice clowns But with this clown he was mistaken

He was picked up and put in a van Then taken to a filthy cellar For over 20 hours a day kept in the dark He felt as blind as Helen Keller

The Maniac clown would twist his mind While using his tiny body as a toy He put thoughts deep inside his Psyche Those deep thoughts are what destroys

One night he found an small opening A chance for a quick escape His legs took him away from this evil But his thoughts drift back to the rape

He looks down at his empty glass He keeps trying to drown his shame The doctors tell him it’s not his fault And That it’s the Devil he should blame

The past was haunting him again The days of when he was taken His was just a boy who liked a nice clowns But with this clown he was mistaken

         𝕊𝕋𝔼ℙℍ𝔼ℕ☮️✌️

The past is gone A lesson we learned It doesn’t define us Even if it burned.

All I can today... 😐😐

My past was too long ago Now the years are starting to show My mind is starting to fade I feel like I’m in the wrong decade All my kids have great grandkids I’m too old now to be cleaning up baby skids I want to go away and live another life Or go back 60 years and avoid all this strife My backs now out and i need a new hip I hate having to have a bracelet in case i trip So that’s my past and that’s it And to be honest if i didnt have my past You know what I’d quit

Jordan always had a hard life ever since he was 5 when his parents started taking drugs at first it wasn’t too bad but by the time he was ten the rarely ever cared about him so he went to school every day with a smile. One day when he got home once he turned 15 they were really strung up and started hitting him he had gotten used to it in the past month but he couldn’t handle it anymore.

“I’m leaving this fucking house all you guys do is get high and beat me and I’m done I take care of myself and you guys.

He walked out with the two bags that he had been packing for weeks and they finally came to use. He walked to his girlfriends house, she had already said that he could live with her. So he finally took her up on her offer it was the only thing he could think of doing to protect himself. The next day when he woke up he went to school and then work but he did ever think that his parents would show up. He was so scared but there was a police officer who came in early every day. He saw how sprung up they were and search them they had drugs on the so they got arrested.

Jordan had to go to court and he was so scared but he just had to breathe and remember that he had his girlfriend by his side. Now a days he lives with his girlfriend with 2 kids, twins and his parents are still in jail.

I look back through an album of memories And my heart weeps Through the cracks Left by unseen enemies Left be me

I’m letting them have their clown A dancing monkey Sit up straight, don’t frown It’s all about the money You’ll thank me when you’re older Just do what I say, ok Be my clown

I can’t breathe Chest chained in anxiety They can’t see me I’m lonely only picture an symphony To ease me.... ease the pain

I’m letting them have their clown A dancing monkey Sit up straight, don’t frown It’s all about the money You’ll thank me when you’re older Just do what I say, ok Be my clown

How long will I hide away The spark you gave to me. At night I just lie awake Trying to numb the pain in me Trying the worlds way to be free.

Be the clown who always hated me.

I just want to be free.