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Post by Trilliana on Nov 11, 2004 23:01:38 GMT -5
Coursing through my mind Are silent cries Giving a silent warning Before the pain you cause me. My small body Held down by yours Both undressed "This is a test of faith" They would say Those insolent voices Echoing in my head I couldn't stop him All those horrible times. My own father Raping his youngest daughter. Why do I get chosen For such torment? Get his face off mine! Make him stop! Kill the seed he's sowing Oh Gods, when will it end? Why didn't he ever stop? Aching for someone to save me Someone to hold me Until the pain went away But it never happened I had to fight him away No one noticed how I cried every day How sad and scared I was How I had bruises Inside and out No one saved me But who would see it Through my blood-shot eyes And genuine smile Filtering out the night's pain With a daily grin All through the eyes of a child
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Post by Nacht der Tiger on Nov 12, 2004 0:34:02 GMT -5
This is a wonderful poem Emi.... *hugs* I'm glad you were able to write it. You did an excellent job
~!~ NdT ~!~
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Post by Aaron Graf on Nov 12, 2004 2:22:15 GMT -5
That is just........sad. I could never imagine going through that kind of thing myself but this was a very well written piece. As I stated before, the part of rape is obviously the worst, but equally bad are those who still blame the victim for one man's disgusting behavior.
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