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One day, I will find you, And I will scream; A child's words From an adult mouth. I will make you quiver With the same fear You instilled in me Since I was three years old. You will not Be able to run. No hiding allowed in this game. Just take it. I hope you cry Silent cries; Of fear and abuse, Betrayal and torment. And while you cry, I will stand over you, Shaming you, With my hand over your mouth. Be good for once! Be good! You're bad! Always bad! I will make you feel A child's pain. I will be in control. You will not have the last word.
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 4:31 PM UTC
Letter to an Abuser
One day, I will find you, And I will scream; A child's words From an adult mouth. I will make you quiver With the same fear You instilled in me Since I was three years old. You will not Be able to run. No hiding allowed in this game. Just take it. I hope you cry Silent cries; Of fear and abuse, Betrayal and torment. And while you cry, I will stand over you, Shaming you, With my hand over your mouth. Be good for once! Be good! You're bad! Always bad! I will make you feel A child's pain. I will be in control. You will not have the last word.
I wrote this running on 20+ hours without sleep and terrible flashbacks running through my mind. I know it isn't my best poem, but it raw.
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25/F/Springfield, Illinois
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 4:31 PM UTC
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