I am Brandon Alexander Kosiarski i am 18 years old and now live in St.james M.N. My childhood was not so great. i was born in Easton P.A in 1992. that day i was born was when all the darkness took over me. i was growing up with an abusive father and nobody did anything. i was only 4 when he started to use a closed fist when he was mad at me. then my father got into drugs and it all became worse.my parents got a devorse when i was only 7 and i thought things would get better. i then moved to a small town named alpha back in 1999. i then spent most of my childhood there with my mom and older sister.things were going good until i turned about nine.my uncle would come to my house every night when i was sleeping and rape me.this went on untill i was eleven and he moved and started his own family and left me alone.then in 2000 my mother had started to see this other guy named marc. they then had 2 twins in 2002. i didnt mind him or the kids because i was outside trying to enjoy my life with two great friends Max Walters and Phillip Walters.things had gotten better for me untill 2003 when my father started to come around. he would try to buy me back and geet me to want him in my life. i refused to allow a monster back in my life. thats when i started to crash and began going threw deprresion. i started to cut myself when i was about 12 or 13. friends always tryed to stop me but i never listened. now i live in minnisota away from my family all except my mom. i still cut but i am trying to stop. i have been to a mental hospital for two weeks for trying to kill myself back in october of 2010. i now sit around and try to be happy. i suffer with very surver deprresion and am bipoler.i have anger issues and some docters say that i am crazy. i am not crazy i am just a victom who finally escaped hell. anyone that would have been in my shoes would be the same way as me. i know want to try and help people get threw hard times. i want to help people stop themselves from becoming like me. i know wish i could take it all back and throw it all away. bt yet again it helped me become a better person. so i hope that people who read this and read my poems can let things out. and hope they can ask for my help. each time i change someones life and make it better i slowly get better. so if you need to talk you can talk to me.
you were there for me and helped me make it threw.
you care for me just as much as i do for you.
i must find a way to return the favor.
i want to help and be your saviour.
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