Stepfather

I'm starting to write from deep down, revealing my childhood and this is the start. Just a memory, here I begin a new chapter of my poetry.

 The stepfather,
looms ever angry,
for he is above all,
and I beneath him.

 Lazy ungrateful man,
always smelling of chew,
that stank spittoon,
these children fear you.

 Can you recall,
holding me down,
locking me in the dark,
I remember.

 Those cries in the night,
you thought me asleep,
unspeakable acts I heard,
nightmares came when awake.

 Years passed,
trapped in the shaking child,
a well of tears never shed,
his voice suppressed.

 Child no more,
a man writes for healing,
with wounds never tent to,
I now start from the beginning.

Author's Note

I have decided it's time to start writing from the beginning, the things I never talk about unless people actually know me and still, some of these people don't even know.

Reviews

[Star Shaped Heart]

i think i have to do this too... that its going to start coming out of me... i am in a stage of aftermath right now in my life... God sent you to my life i know it's true... my friend gave me your page info to read your stuff... i didnt know i would so closely relate.

[Sweets]

I hope you have great days in your future.
Try to forget about your past =)
Good poem ! :D

[J.]

I am so sorry! Parts of this I can relate to, but omg! Sounds like something that has festered and maybe even recently came to the surface. Maybe something you feel needs to come out in whatever way you possibly can, to find some kind of release! Amazing words and way to vent this out, Josh! ((HUGS))

[Marie Harrison]

Your writing brought tears to my eyes. Mostly out of happiness for you. Your launch to self healing and moving on was outstanding. What a heartfelt embarkment you've made. Great emotion in this piece.