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Chastised
This darkness to which I have succumb to,
has sheltered my black, putrid weary soul.
You, this atrocious abomination of a man,
sinks deeper within this dark, dismal hole.
Terrifying screams paralyze my insides –
Fiercely clawing; forcing away with me.
Raping my very existence, and my mind,
Ravishing innocence until they break free.
Gashing at my innards, one forceful stroke
and all that was once me has died, forever.
Thrusting the life out of me, the child gone;
sinking deeper into that black hole, I sever.
Bloody pieces of me you have discarded,
thrown into a dim abyss of fear and terror.
Splinters of flesh and bone come to surface;
believing in my death was your fatal error.
I will arise again, and this time I promise –
So much stronger and wiser I now will be.
Than the wretched man I see in nightmares,
the molester who will rot in Hell I guarantee.
Copyright ©
Stacy Stiles
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