Emmie/Emmellia Untitled Poem #9

Do you remember?

Caressing face

hair

running hands 

over slender body

nary a hint of gender

words mumbled 

reassurances in grave voice

pain 

over and over

even as I screamed

you took your pleasure

regardless

that I was a child!

Black 

never ending

varying shades

can you see your hand 

can you see my face

can you hear my voice

it shall haunt you

until I am done

even then

not sure 

pain will end there.

You broke me.

You used me.

You sold me.

Told me I was a princess.

Told me I was a good little girl.

You told me lies

when all I wanted was your love

not this…..

fear

rage

unending need

carried with me through time

do you think

with your death 

that shall cure me?

Each cut

placed

razor thin

maximize your pain

while minimizing 

chance you will die 

upon this table

before my revenge is done.

I bled before you

as men paraded

in 

out 

pink confectionary

canopy bed

beneath which

acts

perpetrated

haunting to this day.

Bye bye Daddy o’ mine

broke my heart

broke my head

and now

you are going to bleed

slowly to death.

 

©Jan. 19/21

Picture is my own