I will Call out SEXUAL ABUSE! it needs to STOP!
A Childs Cry...
I will be damned if my fingers don’t shake as I write...
I will be damned if my mind hurts and my body convulses at the wretch thought...
I think about these innocent ones... Ones who can’t speak and can’t tell
I think about my daughter who I fight with all of my being to save...
One who I pray every night will hold her from harm...
How dare you Evil bastards destroy a Childs right to innocence?
I will be a living sacrifice...
I will call you out...
You sick Daemons
You diluted and demented seed
Taking a child by the hand and destroying them with the same...
I lay in my bed at night and my daddy gets a feel
Don’t shut your screen off now, I’m telling you what is real.
A little girl shows you how daddy likes it with her teddy bears
A little won’t use the restroom because he says that he is too scared
I believe that the medical term is called encopresis...
I call it how I see it its really fecal seepage...
His and her body exasperated...Tired from the abuse
Big boys with big toys putting children to sick use
If you want to stop reading than that is just fine with me
But I am writing because words show just sick minded ordinary people can really be...
I never got to be a child
And neither will many other souls
I had to release my stepfather because he had me in a strong hold
I couldn’t move on with my life
Nothing I did would ever go right
I saw a little girl her name is aaliah and she show what her daddy did
Instead of keeping her safe with her mom, CPS would rather to give her to DADDY to live...
I write this because I cry every time I hear this...
I write because a piece of me dies knowing that this is really the world in which I live
Some days I just want to end it all because I know that there is a better place...
Until then I must endure knowing of quadrillion endured babies and imagining the tears on their face....
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