The screaming never ends
I light my candles
I close the blinds
I sit in darkness
I have my drink
But it won’t drown it out
Her screams
She screams and it goes deadly silent
I have a drink and another
But she never opened her eyes
After it was said and done
Look at what he’s done
He took her from her
He took her from her mother's waiting arms
Her youth and life
And here she was calling for her mommy
laying on a bed not hers
laying in her own blood, tears, and pain
While her ripped away her innocence
He cut into her flesh and her soul
He bit into her over and over like she was meat
And entered her with such envision like he owned her
And was not letting her go
He hurt her on days on end
And no one know she was missing
I spend my time in bed crying
And mourning like she was my child that died
And I cry for her
“She’ll never know why she died”
Raped and killed by a rapist
And no one took my heeds about him sooner
So everyday I face the sounds of her screams
The screams she screamed over the music he had blasting
In his apartment, his domain
For every plead to halt that he did not hear
I heard
For every injury she received from him
I felt it
And when he entered he over and over again
I cried for her
And when he killed her
I mourned
All the while knowing
Before her
There was me
To relive the pain again
Comments
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I thought this was rather good except for the use of the puerile word "mommy" - I respectfully suggest you substitute "mother".
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omg... so depressing
The screaming never ends
I light my candles
I close the blinds
I sit in darkness
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this is an amazing piece of poetry.....
i absolutley love the heart breaking story you tell....
you are a very talented writer and i loved reading this piece.....
thank you so much for sharing
your Faerie
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laying on a bed not hers, love that part. and the way you tell her story. there's softness in your voice as you speak of her, beautiful writing
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