Why did he unleash his rage on me,
And intentially brutalize my spirit, spirit?
He can no longer dehumanize, no longer belittle
Your future is coming, don't fear it.

Why did he direct his frustration on children such as myself,
When all his anger surfaced from the intoxications of life, life?
He was inhaling and injecting the wrong kind of pleasure.
Delirious to the pain of the metaphoric knife.

Why did he allow her to languish upon the rath he bestowed,
Without noticing the pain forced upon her soul, soul?
The seduction of release has an unavoidable sweetness.
On me and you, her fatal decision had a toll.

Why did he observe her self destruction, her extermination,
And continue to be untroubled by her deteriorating mentality, mentality?
He will no longer proceed with the torture, let it be.
You must know it's behind you, the brutality.

Why did he receive the minimum consequence,
And not be sentenced for the crimes he commited to me, me?
The court does not know of the torment you endured.
He is otherwise engaged, let it be.

Why did he provide my loved one with his deceitful lies,
Like telling my adored mother she was loved by him, him?
I understand your logic and feel your injury,
For she was my loved daughter, Kim.

Why did he not truely love her, or adore her as I?
For if he did he would not of exposed her to his way of living, living.
Remembering him is a part of who you are,
But your past is not worth reliving.

Why did he cause me so much stinging displeasure,
Leaving wounds in my priceless memories, memories?
It's okay to recollect upon your history and bring to mind your past,
Just don't sharpen your hate on the emery.

Why did he ruin my life and yet not feel my anguish,
And move along with his, without his actions effecting him, him?
He will pay in the end, with his spirit in the hands of the almighty,
For god has the power to rip him limb from limb.