Child Abuse, My story, Poetry

Innocence Lost

Every night as I lay in wait

Praying and hoping it would be a different story

Silently the door opens

I cannot run and I cannot hide

He comes in with stocking feet

Quietly so the secret won’t be told

He comes nearer

Close enough so I can feel his breath on my small body

As every other time, I close my eyes and wish I were anyplace else

A childhood shattered

And innocence lost

 

April 3, 2007

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