Night blooming cereus.
Mom do you remember when we're at the backyard enjoying the night sky?
We were anticipating for the night-blooming cereus to show its beauty,
It was beautiful as soon as it spread its petals,
And you told me. "You're like this flower once you're fully grown you'll be taken care of because you're as precious as this one."
I could only smile because I knew this kind of flower only blooms at night and die afterwards.
Mom, I am now a grown woman,
But I haven't told you about uncle Dorman,
Mom, at age of five he showed this odd endearment towards me,
I didn't like the way he looked at me,
I could feel by the way that he looks that he had feelings for me,
I wasn't wrong,
He really did like me.
At the age of fifteen, my purity is tainted with blood and that 1985 grape liquor in the cellar,
Mom, he touched me,
He snuck into my room and covered my mouth with his filthy hands,
He violated me,
He murdered my youth,
I knew then it was the end of me,
His heinous activities continued,
Every night he would stab me at my purity,
Use my temple for his libido,
**** my insides with his condemned being,
Mom, I can't take it anymore,
I hesitantly told you but,
But the expression you gave me wasn't the expression that I was expecting,
You started shouting at me and told me. "How can you disrespect a relative who kept you living"
I tried to explain,
I wasn't disrespecting him,
I was telling you the truth.
Time passed and I found an escape,
College happened and it was the time for me to live,
I had boyfriend and brought him home for dinner with the hopes of uncle will not touch or lust on me no more,
I felt secure until then.
Little did I know,
Uncle Dornan had a photograph of me,
Naked and tainted with his fluid,
I could only cry as the water run restless inside the bathroom.
Mom, I am now filled with anxiety,
I couldn't eat nor talk properly,
My whole life is breaking down and no one is there to help me,
That's when I started to tie a cheap rope that I bought from the nearest convenience store on the ceiling of my room,
I did end everything,
The sorrow,
The pain,
And the hurting,
I am in a better place now, Mom.
And you we're right, I was like a night blooming cereus,
I only lived a short life