BACK TO THE HOOD OF THINGS

Here and now i reveal my skin of my flesh to the depth and deepness of my inner spritiual soul of my souls, for I release my intelligents of my thoughts combine with my journeys travels and walks through this cycle known as life, for life as I knew it was life a child born from out of an seed from a man and woman out of wedlock but yet hiding secrets of my birth to be rediscovered later on within my life. For to say it was loving as a family with my mother and step father is farther from the truth of a family with unity even before and after my half sisters hit the scene, for there was so much wrong living in what they call an home like an silhouette of false lies to believe. For things got to the point of being physically and mentally down right abusefully but yet they called that love, yet only creating an environment of mental unstability for a young mind to understand is that is how we should be as an family but as time passed an the abuse towards me became physically I grew to have enough no longer wanting to continue to be his punching bag, so I went back to the hood of things causing me three years of my young life but HE almost didnt make it out alive for he was hosptiaL BOUND.