Caretakers

Another poem if you want to call it that:

how could you do this to me.
the way you both are makes me ill.
If I can't trust you, then who to trust.
Welcome to inner hell, Paranoia!
had to leave and go beyond
just to take your shit.
Now where am I when
I come back
Welcome to inner hell, Insomnia!
Now your hurt, mad, embarrassed
Welcome to the Fuckin' club bitches!
That's okay I'm empowered by the
fact that I will never be like you
My kids will grow untouched and
I will teach them about souls like you.