"abductor" poems
UMMMMMMMMMM SAVE AND FIND JESSICA SMALL UMMMMMM SAVE HER AND FIND HER
UMMMMMMMMM EVEN IF SHE IS DEAD, FREE HER SPIRIT, UMMMMMMM SAVE THIS GIRL FROM HER ABDUCTOR
UMMMMMMMMM JESSICA SMALL UMMMMMMMM JESSICA SMALL, UMMMMMM A FLOWER AMONGST THE THORNS
UMMMMMMMM SAVE JESSICA SMALL, UMMMMMM SAVE JESSICA SMALL UMMMMM THE FAMILY NEED CLOSURE
UMMMMMMMM I HOPE JESSICA SMALL GETS RESCUED, UMMMMMM I HOPE JESSICA SMALL GETS RESCUED
UMMMMMMM HER POOR PARENTS ARE SUFFERING TOO, UMMMMMM HER PARENTS ARE SUFFERING TOO
UMMMMMMM SAVE JESSICA SMALL, UMMMMMMM SAVE HER FROM ALL EVIL UMMMMMM SAVE JESSICA SMALL
UMMMMMMM J E S S I C A S M A L L UMMMMMM WE NEED TO SAVE THIS GIRL, YEAH, UMMMMMMM
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 2:32 AM UTC
Smears of charcoal under my eyes
The white of my bones shines through my skin
Blood streams through the cracks in the floor
Horror behind me, horror above
Chained to the basement wall, ravenous
Awaiting my abductor, half curious
The door screams and creaks open
My body jumps, a frightened child
***** boots stomp slowly down the stairs
To the rhythm of my petrified heart
DEAD YET?
He bellows
My mousy chest no longer moves
Up and down
There is a sickening silence
Heart attack
Is there existence after this day?
No escape
He trudges closer, squinting at my shell
My once beautiful thin frame
Now resembling a Holocaust victim
Rib cage exposed, eyes locked
He sneers again,
I asked you a question
My voice box is being strangled
By the sadistic frog in my throat
The seconds tick as I find my words
Piece them together in my mind
And try my best to lock away my strength
You may be able..
Kick
*To **** my body..*
Steel toed boots
To slice me to bits..
Crack
But I promise you..
Another rib
You cannot..
Bleeding
****
I can taste my decay
My essence..
Oct 4, 2010
Oct 4, 2010 at 4:20 PM UTC
Eloquent words
falling
from the mouth of a man
make it hard not to notice the
beauty
o f h i s f a c e
As fibres stretch and pull to form
a smile
Or while brows knit together.
It is everything I can do to hold off the
burning
Under my skin –
The burning
impulse
To reach
for
his
hand
Or lean in closer.
The scent of his cologne simulating a false distance
Between us.
Twitching in my topmost disc urges me over,
Closer.
Just
a
few
inches.
C l o s e r.
With each minuscule
snap
Of the tissue lining the very tip of my spine
I find myself unable to maintain
The position that I have.
Giving in to the abductor that had been
y e a r n i n g
To
break
a w a y ,
My neck twists
To the right
While my conscious mind
U r g e s
The adductor to take over.
Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
The ransom note came this morning
And you were listed twice
First as the abductee
Then as the abductor
I'm not even going to ask
How it was that you captured yourself
I just want to know
What's going to happen once
You have the money
Do you free or ****
The hostage?
Dec 18, 2019
Dec 18, 2019 at 11:03 PM UTC
You place pressure over my soul who yearns for freedom
As you speak words of utter nonsense
As my heart beats systematically, slowly and bitterly
Actions, movements and consequences. All leading to the day you ripped my soul
Dragging it down with you, to your deepest lows of sins
I cry but no one listens
I see the sun shining up above the black lining
I see your devil eyes blinding as I bleed, finding a key
That opens the door to my happiness
The door you guarded for years and years
I run to the door
You pull me back
I beg for your pardon
If I didn't leave now I would never leave
I'd die here with the monstrous abductor of my innocence
cold hearted and furious
You throw me even deeper to your hard bitter valley of sins
I cry
But this is too much
The years don't comfort me
The shouts don't give me hope
So I sit still and I wait
For the day god takes me away
The day I have no worries or no pains
The day I rest under a bed of roses
The day my heart stops beating
Is it sad, that my only hope, the only thing I have on my mind, the string that holds me is death?
Mar 17, 2012
Mar 17, 2012 at 5:26 PM UTC
it's like you were my abductor. at least that's how I see you, you were like a kidnapper, abducting every last one of my thoughts against my will and I had no control over it. I am practically like a helpless child who has been abducted and is hidden away from anyone and everyone, only instead of being hidden away, my thoughts are held captive against my will to be constantly set on how things should have been between us, only you don't know where I am. I constantly feel like a child locked away in some hidden room so no one can find me, only I am locked in my mind to dwell on what I should have done so this thing wouldn't have happened. I am just sitting waiting for someone to come rescue me, to call 911 because they found me, only I have to be rescued from myself, because I am my own abductor, because I control my thoughts that only consist of you and they way your smile shines like a thousand stars, or how your eyes twinkle when the light hits them in that certain spot, the thought of how you aren't ticklish, but when I try to tickle you you come after me and I giggle like a little kid with cotton candy. I want to always remember the beautiful memories that I will always carry with me, the memory of the way you abducted me in every part of who i am. so if this is abduction...
I cant decide if I want them to rescue me
L.K.W
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 1:23 AM UTC
Sound the alarm!
Please, give time to share a post
or a prayer! It save lives!
Dear beloved and oh precious child.
May blessings surround and protect you
From the abductor's attempt to
diminish your sacred light.
We will search high and low.
Near and far.
Scanning the lands to
bring you back safely
no matter where you are.
The alarm never stops screaming
in my heart. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
Brain feels like it's frying
Frequencies beaming messages to my mind
"Get them to safety! It must stop! Enhance security"
"The ugly in this glorious world is on the attack
MONSTERS.
Stop preying on vulnerabilities and differences
Innocent people whom are not fully mature enough to make
life changing decisions on their own.
The storm is approaching and blessings be to child
that he, she or they return safe to home.
I will never stop praying and finding ways to help.
I will always search for peace even if I have to fight in war.
The law is not stopping me, from going after you "crisis-creators"
Karma does not have any convictions against my favor.
My mortality is all that is holding me in place.
Wish the same concept held yours in position.
I will not give up on these children.
This world cannot destroy our children
I will not give up on these children.
The light lives in joys of our children..
Sound the Alarm!
I will be ****** if we lose another soul!
In the name of love and grace.
May the abandon return to the rightful passage
life destined them to be on
Amen.
Oct 6, 2021
Oct 6, 2021 at 9:37 PM UTC