I cleaned out my closet

I cleaned out my closet

I found rape
I found abuse
I found drugs
I found hate

Six counts of rape
15 years of abuse
5 years of fucking with my meds
Hard deep buried hate

I found dad
I found mom
I found music
I found blood

Dear dad why did you hate me
Loving mom why do you drink so
Wonderful music the way you were there
Dark blood the way you flow from my wounds

I found colors
I found fights
I found lies
I found friend

Colors that my bruises turned to
Fight that I won and lost against people
Lies I told about where I had been and what I had done
Friends that didn’t care and covered my lies without questions

I found me
I found her
I found them
I found Alexandria

I found the old me almost dead and gone
I found her the one I used to be
I found them, all the demons that I hid away
I found Alexandria hidden deep inside waiting to break free.