As a grown woman I should now be content
to keep your memory well at arm's length.
Yet you live in my head and you pay no rent
so I'll have to call on my inner strength.
I'd hear your footsteps coming so near;
the stairway creaked and gave you away.
I was hidden under the bed in fear
knowing as usual I was your prey.
Your wicked transgressions crushed my spirit
yet I did not stay broken forever.
Life sang a song and I chose to hear it;
so much for your unholy endeavor!
Don't you know children are meant to be cherished;
not taken for granted,abused or destroyed?
Is it any wonder my love for you perished?
My heart for you is just dark and devoid.
I try to walk a path built on forgiving
the wrongs you did to me when I was young.
For truly I choose to just spend my time living.
Life's a banquet that tastes sweet on my tongue.
for contest "The Confessional"