Introducing Joey...

I am damaged.

Ill with a tainted history. Loved by few and abandoned by many.

Bearing wounds of my memories.

Haunted by my past, terrified for my future.

My full name weighs heavy in its script.

The very reason why I despise it.

I am damaged.

From a broken home, I sought solace in the arms of my father.

He was the first man I loved.

Healed from trauma, protected from danger.

Until he could no longer.

He was taken from me. I was merely a kid.

I am damaged.

Haunted by a past lover.

Through the marks in my flesh and the depths of my subconscious.

I fight the night.

Declare war with the moon.

Simply armed with the will of my soul.

And the chunks of my broken heart.

Powering to stay awake.

I am damaged.

A mother's love, one I never knew.

Neglected and guilted.

Promised so little and hugged so few.

Forgotten and unforgiven.

I am damaged.

Having built a family of my own.

With no father to hug and no mother to speak.

Finding odd peace in the field of sex.

Selling my body in order to live.

Swelling my ego with the words of strangers.

Soaring in the clouds from the smoke of lust.

I am damaged.

And I have scars to prove it.