Blurred Vision
I wake up but I can't see
Everything is blurry
Life is not what it used to be
Beyond the silence a little girl cries
As all faith is taken
Broken into piece's, never to be found
He taste's her innocence along the softness of his tongue
He smiles with delight
As his desire is pleased
This man is evil, his blackened soul hollow
He shows no sympathy upon his victim
Quiet he say's don't say a word
This is our little secret
Words of pure darkness, words of hurt, beyond such pain
I listen and obey with vision of hope & faith among the blurred
For I am only eight and feel I'm going insane
Can't anybody tell how much I have changed
His filth is all over me, can't you smell
My hands are bleeding with pleasing
Why
Why me
Is there really any hope as my faith fades
This monster won't let me be
Every night I am forced to touch and taste
Such a weapon of disgrace
My tears fall endlessly, I moan from sorrow
Shaking and freighted to my core, I don't want to do this anymore
But he is not leaving this house, nor am I
I am, stuck here, because my mother loves him
I want to tell her, scream at her
I want her to see
See I am no longer the little girl I used to be
Is it me who's vision is blurred
A question I'll never understand
I am a victim now, forever he will have his way
Will I ever grow up
What will become of me, can I ever heal the damage
Will I ever see clear again, I am afraid of all of thee
Though I am empty to the absolute abyss of my soul
I make a promise to myself, never to carry his load
For all I see through this blurred vision
A little girl all of eight holding onto the sight of hope & faith.
© Copyright kerry singleton
Copyright © Kerry Singleton | Year Posted 2013
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