Crime of Hate

I'm tired, I'm in pain, and I'm hurt. Last night my father drank too much. Taking care of him and home is so tiring especially when he acts aggressively to me and when I'm not there he go finds my dog to fulfill his desires. When my mother died, my father used to be so kind until he found liquor to drown his sorrows. I don't pity him.....not after what he does to me.....and tonight....is his last night.