My Comments on the poems below
I an 28 now, it finally stopped when i was 16, but since 5. My Father knows about my mothers relatives that did it, my mother doesn't believe me. It also happened to my brother and sister. Their lives are hell now. She no longer knows how to tell the truth, and is never there when you need her. My brother is a crackhead and alcoholic, haven't seen him in years. Since I brought the issue up to my family, 6 years ago, we haven't spoken, with the exception of my father, who knows and understands, to an extent. Just thought I should explain myself.