My life is pain

The majority of my life has been pain, my pain started when I was young, it first the manifested in verbal assaults, shortly after the physical assaults began. When I gave the authority at the time the truth with all my convictions, which was never heard and over time it became the norm of my existence. To survive I let my mind wonder, sometimes of places of fantasy and horror, both a joy to my sanity. Other times it wondered to places of hate and torture to those that tormented me.

Chords

Pain is flexible like musical chords. From a finger plucking a string on a guitar, or a bow brushing its fine hairs across the strings of a violin in sequence.