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The iron fist A name that should be capitalized The name alone makes one shiver Shiver like freezing water being thrown on you Not like the ice challenge Like your mother throwing gallons on you While your in the tub She makes you lay there You beg for her to stop She doesn't and grabs a switch instead Not the small ones either The ones that are extra thick She pours You begs She stops and cusses "Shut the **** up or I'll get more water" You cry silently Hoping she'll stop She grabs the switch off the toilet She whips your ******* Stomach Arm You turn She whips your back **** Even your feet You scream for a god that's not there "Shut the **** up!" WHIP! You cry silently She goes away You jump out of the tub Run naked into your room Lock the door The iron fist knocks "Open this **** door" You weep"Go away mommy" She kicks the door down Punches you down Chokes you Gets up Grabs her gun Puts it in your mouth Tells you stop crying or you die "Mommy don't" "Shut up! You think this is a game?" "No mommy!" She lifts you up "Stop crying you ***** Or you'll be dying tonight" You stop but still whimper She drops you and leaves your room No words were said for the rest of that night
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 8:27 PM UTC
The Iron Fist
The iron fist A name that should be capitalized The name alone makes one shiver Shiver like freezing water being thrown on you Not like the ice challenge Like your mother throwing gallons on you While your in the tub She makes you lay there You beg for her to stop She doesn't and grabs a switch instead Not the small ones either The ones that are extra thick She pours You begs She stops and cusses "Shut the **** up or I'll get more water" You cry silently Hoping she'll stop She grabs the switch off the toilet She whips your ******* Stomach Arm You turn She whips your back **** Even your feet You scream for a god that's not there "Shut the **** up!" WHIP! You cry silently She goes away You jump out of the tub Run naked into your room Lock the door The iron fist knocks "Open this **** door" You weep"Go away mommy" She kicks the door down Punches you down Chokes you Gets up Grabs her gun Puts it in your mouth Tells you stop crying or you die "Mommy don't" "Shut up! You think this is a game?" "No mommy!" She lifts you up "Stop crying you ***** Or you'll be dying tonight" You stop but still whimper She drops you and leaves your room No words were said for the rest of that night
#depression#mother#childhood#iron#fist
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Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 8:27 PM UTC
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