Untried
You took away my childhood
Robbed me of my early years
Replaced what should have been the best days of my life
With loneliness and fear
Never tried for your crime
Brought to account for what you've done
Never punished for my nightmares
As my mind replays every punch you've thrown
Somewhere in your drunken haze
I cling to the hope you felt just a glimmer of guilt
In the years after we escaped and you were left lonely to rot
That just for a second you had wished you had not
I was just a child
Trusted in your care
You abused that trust with every punch
Your guilt written in every bruise I bared.
Copyright © Christopher Wellbelove | Year Posted 2007
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