A Stepfather's Rage

Memories haunt me late into the night
When your rage was my teenage plight.
An evil stepfather's disgraced action
Brought him a warped satisfaction.
I tried hard to extinguish your loathing,
Your troubled mind was disclosing.
I heard your harsh whispers slander my dad,
Me looking like him made you mad.
Like a child, you spread false rumors of me.
Threw me to the curve like debris.
So, I took off and traveled about.
My life was better being kicked out!

(12 Lines)

Written for "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest"  [ASR]