Hell Is For Children
“The title Hell is for children,” is inspired by Pat Benatar’s song of the same name, it’s about a psychologist’s therapy session with a small child who suffers from dissociative amnesia trigged by childhood trauma.
“Hell is for children”.
You were my shadow,
But now you have gone,
River on fire
From dusk till dawn.
Shadows call….
Only mist replies,Traumatized child, amnesia with,
Eyes of pain,
Nothing to say.
Just look away,
Look away,
Don’t turn around,
No matter what they say.
Look at me he says,
When he SCREAM’S AT you.
I can’t, she whispers,
What did you say?
N..Na…nothing, I said Noth…
Fear, anger, confusion,
and in her dreams, all night and day,
Nightmares, no sanctuary.
Just hide, hoping to die.
My truth, their lies, they cannot abide,
Oh, to die in my dreams… my one desire.
What are you feeling, thinking Psychologist asks?
To be invisible, to hide, from…..,
Please, please.. don’t make you tell you,
Can’t remember anyt…
What I don’t want to say!
River of fire, please show me the way.
Reliving the trauma
all night and day.
What are you feeling right now she asks?
Nothing, nothing at all,
I can’t I don’t want to…Feel.
Her whispers, unheard?
I just want to feel something,.… anything.
Like a terrified deer in the headlights,
Frozen with fear,
She, just stares at the carpet,
on the floor, Looking for Gods mistake.
Can’t look up.
Don’t you want to feel loved?
Don’t you want to feel loved?
Loved what’s th……
Lucy, Why did you bring that PADDLE????
Well, you like me….
Don’t you?
Yes Lucy, I like you?
If you like me why wont you....ah..you know...
Why don't you hit me with the paddle?
Then she burst into tears.
and ran for the door.
Hell is for children.
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