She sleeps on a bed of roses and blood
Wasting away each night, each day
Molested and Molester, she once held me dear
Sister, oh pretty sister
Oh, how long has it been since
I layed eyes on you
Held and hugged you
Now so unable to
Sister...
Dear one, but a year younger than me
Took me and taught me everything
How?
Held me in your arms, held me in the dark
We were but little innocent children
Corrupt
What did you do
How did you do it
Why did you pull me
Into your ugly world
When did it happen
Where did you learn it
But so small little children
But an adult mind in your
Little head
Years upon years of blunt masturbation
Childhood memories of fluent sexual frustrations
Spent time on your bosom with your pink flesh on my fingers
So innocent little children,
So mature mind of you
Sister, my pretty little sister
She sleeps on a bed of roses and blood
Wasting away each night, each day
Molested and Molester, she once held me dear
Sister, oh pretty sister
Has it really been four years since you last tried to slit my throat
Has it really been so long since you hated me so
I wrote you, but once
I got no reply
I'm still stuck on your memory
Asking myself why
Was I really the one
To blame?
Author notes
Based on a true story.
A contest entry
- Say Goodbye by xTomorrowx.
900 points, ended April 28, 2008, 18 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I have no idea what to say to this, it's such a sad, awful story, and you wrote it so well... I really have no idea what to say...
Thanks for entering and good luck... -
This is a very strong piece which events happens to often ...I am proud of your bravery to write such poem and I thank you for entering my contest much love, Raneika
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omg .... this is such a sad tale... really it is...
nicly written.
Thank you so much for entering and participating in my contest and good luck,
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This is beyond deep. The subject matter is a bit sad and reminds me of me and my sister and what we went though as kids. That last line really spoke to me as I've always blamed myself even though it wasn't my fault. Anyway, as a poem I quite like it. It's good when people can change something traumatic into something beautiful, a poem, song, etc. Great work.
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wow.
that's all I have to say.
I'm speechless. The write was good, but the topic is so...disturbing. -
It's hard to disgust me, y'know it? And you did it well. I'm glad this is classified as adult.
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This is..... how do you describe it? It's scary that this was based on a true story
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Wordles..
Wow... Speechless...
This is sad in so many ways and very sick in some. The whole molesting thing speaks so loud to me, since my sister was molested in her sleep. And this being based on a true story speaks louder to me.
Great write,
Silvos.
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