Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2013
II
I don't remember why I'm ****** up, but I know Who it was & somewhat of the things he did to my mother. My father only told me in order to premonish, to put a parental advisory sticker on my censored memories. I'm afraid of the monsters I don't see, lurking in the corners of me. I have a glimpse into the perversions of the world; a look into the mind of an Entitled Man, who thinks he had the Right to take what others don't have the ***** to admit they like
Written by
Amelia Jo Anne  Canada
(Canada)   
290
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems