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Ch3

Just.... another day. Or so I thought.
Until he told me to do something other then I was taught.
Not "sit still and Ill do what I normally do."
More of "sit down and Ill take some pictures of you"
He didnt say a thing, he didnt really need to.
I was scared, this is something new!
With a camera, you take pictures.
Seconds later, me you kick.
"Slut!" you yell.
Get me out of this hell!
"Whore" you scream.
Why cant this just be a horrible day dream?!
I cover my face, and start to cry.
I dont want to be here, Id rather die!
Leave me alone please!
"Get the fuck on your knees!"
I obey, I do as Im told,
All I remember is that his hands were cold.
More pictures... Im scared!
Why did I ever think you cared?!
"Please leave me alone!"
These pictures, I was never shown...
"Please, just go away!"
This'll all end... one day.
Im sure you still have those photographs!
Like the ones of me in the bath?!
Or the ones in the basment?!
Where is salvation, heaven sent?!
Are there pictures from the living room?!
There probably are, I can only assume.
And when youre done, and the camera goes away,
I dont even knwo what to say...
"Good boy"
Glad you had so much fucking fun with your toy!
"Now go play!"
I hope you realize that none of that, was okay...

Ch2

Hiding, amid the darkness.

Curled up in a ball, hiding behind the couch.

A hypothetical game of hide and seek… Only I didn’t want to play!

Sitting here, trying to be quieter then a mouse…

Hoping against all hope that I won this, hypothetical game of hide & seek.

I hear footsteps, & I shrink further into myself.

I close my eyes tight, and hold my breath!

The footsteps stop…

Then it’s quiet…

For one second, JUST one second…

I think maybe, JUST maybe, I’m not found.

But all hopes were dashed when I was grabbed by the back of my t-shirt,

& lifted high above the world…

I used to wish I could fly…I thought that’d be fun…

But being four & being high above the world now, was not all that “fun”

Freezing cold hands, a desperate noise made!

Yet again, being terrified!

That room, in that house….

Not a safe room.  Not a safe house.

I thought, against all hope, that I had won! Just this once…

Where is Mommy, where is Daddy, when I need them the most?!

The man beside me, murmuring in my ear…

I didn’t really pay attention…

Until I heard things like “good boy” and “so sweet”

I didn’t understand then, what I understand now.

“Honeybee” was another favorite… And “sweetheart” too!

Sick, and twisted. Disgusting and weird.

The lightlessness has fooled me too long,

but now I know the drill.

Sit still, keep quiet, and don’t interrupt him, because that’s rude.

And being rude isn’t good, and being bad means a punishment.

So I won’t be rude, I’ll be good!

Then, like a warm hug, my clothes are replaced,

 left behind were the cold hands.

And I’m left, alone in the lightlessness…

Then I try to sleep, because tomorrow begins another hypothetical game…

Of hide and seek.

Ch1

So Josh told me I should start a poetry series. So from now on, every poem with a "Ch" in the title, is apart of the story.
No poems will be tited, theyll just have a chapter number.

I was told to sleep in the living room for the night.
I got tucked in, a kiss on the cheek.
Then the lights went out...
Hours later shivering, because the windows open.
The cool nights air materializing through the blanket.
Immense darkness all around.
All is silent...
Then my small ears catch a sound, so quiet...
The stairs creaking, so quiet...
Im blinded by the lightlessness, but I know someones there.
I can feel their presence.
Im not scared, why should I be?
And then cool hands touching me, out of nowhere.
 My arms, my hands...
Im not afraid, why should I be?
Touching my face...
Hands so cold!
And then my shins.
And then im scared, terrified., because its become everything in between.
Now, I wish Id cried. I wish Id screamed!
I wish Id known then what I know now.
The first time, shouldve been the last time...
But too scared to speak up, too frightened to scream.
I closed my eyes, but it didnt make a difference, because I couldnt see anyways.
Then nothing, I guess I fell asleep...
The next morning, then day, then night... nothing
I guess I forgot...
For once, I forgot.
For once, I slept without memories of him plaguing my dreams,
my thoughts, my nightmares.
For once, I guess I had peace.

TI

The stupid fuck!
A lot of pain...
King of the castle, a cruel king.
Enough of this!
Never again...

Its  lost...
Never to be returned again!
Never to be mine!
Only for the preditor!
Cant I have a day?
Even just ONE?
No, guess not.
Cant I cry, cant I scream?!
Eventually we all die...



(I dont particualry like poems like these...)

An actual love poem... whoa!

Baby, love, sweetheart, You could call me either one.
But it wouldnt matter till my hearts song is sung.
ill love you till the sun has set, and forever here on out!
I could whisper that I love you, but I would rather stand up and shout!
Baby, I love you, and I tell you everyday!
And you ask me if you can kiss me, and I tell you "yes you may"
I love you, and you know it, I really hope you do!
Because my heart you have returned to me, so beautiful and new!
Inside now I feel alive. With you here, I know Ill survive!
I could say it a million times!
But I cant say it here because "I love you" has no rhymes!
No boundries, no secrets! No anger, no saddness!
My tears and my cries you would never diss!
So one final word, or maybe three...
I love you, do you love me?

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Bitch, how could you?!
It's bad enough, now you've gone & made it worse!
My own home, betrayal and fear.
But I couldn't escape, because I was trapped.
In a prison of pain and fear, I cry out
But the sound lands on deaf ears.
And you see my shiny raindrop like tears,
But you couldn't care less about me...
And I couldnt care less about you.
Why did you have too?!
Slut, whore!
"You'll let anyone do anything to you!"
You couldn't be more wrong...
You could've left if at that!
But you had to push it, had to go
And be like him for a day... Maybe for a night.
A night mom wasn't home, a night where yet again
My cries fell on deaf ears...
Yet again, a full circle now.
I guess nowhere is safe...
The man down the hall, used to be someone I
Admired, until he went and became a monster...
No better, and no worse then the other,
Who preys on the innocence of a young boy like me.
Sadistic fucks... Huh, guess it was meant to be!
It runs in the family...