I wrote this when I was about 17 I think, it's an oldie, and I've since stopped writing anything personal to me, but maybe this will help, posting, I dunno...
Don't let it upset you, it's teenage angst talking
My mother, my father, my mentor my zeus,
from these things I was born, from the loins and their juice.
Don't let him touch me, keep him away from me.
tear at my mind, rip away my sanity.
Beating me fiercly with vicious untruths.
Proving again that her mind is obtuse.
Why in the world was she letting him in?
Haunting and hurting and making me sin.
begging and pleading ,please send him away.
Dreaming that someday that monster would pay.
coating my body with red liquid heat,
burgundy stipples are staining my feet.
Oh freaky little porcupine,
come eat the hedgehog in my mind.