Secret Games

Within the shadows
skittering through dreams
a little girl
has to play dead.
Wondering 
if another will come
or 
was her daddy the last one?
Men 
abused 
debased
harmed 
broke her tiny soul
with smiles on their faces
blackness in their souls.
She wished them dead
gone
murdered
sliced apart.
No recourse came her way
dreams 
all she had
to sustain.
These men
secretive of their special club
knew 
should the girl ever escape
death
would become
a thunderous roar
hell
a reality
they would have to face.
 
December 19/18
Photo by Volkan Olmez on Unsplash

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

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