Somewhere within...the teardrops linger...lost. Exhausted time and energy...forcing them to hide...beneath anger and disgust. A soul unadorned and exposed...now...right here...for all to be shown. With each line and every rhyme, unshed tears they will find.
Showing posts with label Abuse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abuse. Show all posts
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Tuesday, February 6, 2001
Lexi Bailey
Another day, another black eye.
This time the bruise is too intense to hide.
He comes into my room late at night.
We both know his actions are not right.
He covers my mouth and pins me down.
I cry out for help, but no one is around.
My blood runs cold as he defiles my body.
This continual torture fills me with
…lowliness…rage…agony.
Daddy, why must you do this to me?
I have never done anything to deserve such humility.
How am I supposed to face everyone at school?
What do I say when they question my face being black and blue?
I’ll just tell another wild story to cure their concern.
This secret will live…isolated inside me…and I’ll let it burn.
This time the bruise is too intense to hide.
He comes into my room late at night.
We both know his actions are not right.
He covers my mouth and pins me down.
I cry out for help, but no one is around.
My blood runs cold as he defiles my body.
This continual torture fills me with
…lowliness…rage…agony.
Daddy, why must you do this to me?
I have never done anything to deserve such humility.
How am I supposed to face everyone at school?
What do I say when they question my face being black and blue?
I’ll just tell another wild story to cure their concern.
This secret will live…isolated inside me…and I’ll let it burn.
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