Studying the bruises from his grip,
my delicate wrist now a shade of
purple.
I see his eyes and the storm raging
in them, I don't like knowing what
he'd do if I told.
Lying in the dark clutching my
ely teddy, trying to deal with
the monsters in my dreams -
I had no strength to fight the
monster in the room next to me.
Avoiding being alone with him,
he noticed, I know he did -
and mommy wondered why in the
summer I wore tops with long sleeves.
One night the monsters in the
smothering black were too
scary, I couldn't fight back.
My toes touched the floor and
stepped lightly to my mothers room,
hoping she could help me fight, tell me
that it would all be ok soon.
Why did he have to be awake...
Almost like he was waiting.
Another nightmare starts here.
His tight grip too familiar,
his body too close, my body too small,
no strength against him.
Monsters in my dreams
aren't so scary now.
The heat creeps across my skin,
prickling senses where his hands
have been, I'm five years old
and I know this is wrong, but how
can I stop this man...
He is too strong.
His breath I feel by my ear,
and again I'll try to squirm, but
no matter how much wriggling I do,
his grip is still firm.
Memory engraved, images set for
life, innocence trashed and childhood
lost.
I woke early in the morning,
waited downstairs, mommy got up early
and wondered why I had. She sat down
to get ready for work and I stood by her chair,
took a deep breath and confessed my nightmare.
Her actions froze as my words poured out,
tears formed in her eyes and fell when I said,
"I didn't tell you mommy...I thought you'd shout."
She knelt down in front of me,
took my hand, pulled me into her arms promising -
she'd get rid of the bad man.
I hid in the kitchen when he woke up, mommy
waited so she could confront the man
who stole her daughters innocence -
I closed my eyes, covered my ears
I could hear them shouting though I
couldn't make out the words.
After a door slammed, defening silence
hit the house, mommy came back into the room
to hold me again, she paused shaking,
kissed my head - took her own deep breath
"It'll all be ok soon."
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