~DON'T BREATHE~

More of my feelings, manifesting upon the canvas.

~DON’T BREATHE~

Somewhere deep inside of me,

A child of 9 forgets to breathe;

She dares not make a single sound,

For fear that she may soon be found.

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She hugs the wall when darkness comes,

yet longs with all her heart to run;

She lays there in that dirty bed,

Awaiting what she knows she’ll dread.

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They creep into her empty room,

Bringing her impending doom;

And just as every night before,

They use her as their puppet-w***e.

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She is defiled as she lays there,

Her body she is forced to share;

And when at last they say goodnight,

‘tis then this child begins to cry.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very scary poem. Poor child of nine should not know this fear and pain. Your description create a sad vision. Thank you for sharing the powerful poem.
Coyote

[Jillian Alexis]

Thank you again...Jillian