The death of silence.

This poem deals with sexual abuse, if this is too sensitive a subject for you do not read.

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Embraced-but not in love.

Kisses-that were poison.

Games-that brought no joy.

Dreams-nightmares really.

Spoiled and used.

Molested and abused.

Images of pain and torture and all to be borne in silence.

The walls that’s what you remember.

The ceiling and the floor.

Waiting for it to be over.

Waiting a rescue that does not come.

Spoiled and used.

Molested and abused.

Games with no joy all to be borne in silence.

Bedroom-Empty house.

Closet -Attic.

Secrets-Hideouts.

No place was too sacred for use.

Spoiled and abused.

Molested and used.

Pleasure for only one and all to be borne in silence.

Accused and Condemned.

Belittled and Blamed.

Alone and Ashamed.

No voice for your loss, It must be buried in silence!

NO!

It must never again be lost in silence.

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  1. Pingback: Silence Can Say So Much « Ladywithatruck's Blog

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