Violated & Outdated

Expired justice a low priority case.
Feelings can't erase.
Dammed and cursed.
Everybody knows what happened to us.
Me and my sister, for 4 years?
Nobody cares, not even "mother".
Or her son our brother.
It was rape from a pedofile not a lover.
We were children age nine and twelve.
When your teachers and people say if
Your raped or molested tell someone
And keep telling people until someone listens.
It has been 26 years later and no one believes.
Nobody listens, nobody cares.
The police said it was a low priority case.
Because I waited too long to tell.
But he lived with us for 3 or 4 years.
My mom gave him a loaded hand gun.
What is a girl that young even suppose
To know what to do?
He would disconnect the phone.
Drug us, beat us, kill our pets.
Nobody knew.
Knowing and caring are two different things.
How could your own mom not know.
If they sleep in the next room.
It was not over soon.
Every night all night.
For four long years.
I hated my life.
I wanted to die.
He stole my soul.
And made me cry.
It's a curse.
Lives robbed of joy.
For both girls & a boy.
The careless old hag is
Blind, dumb, and deaf.
Not to see or hear what was left.
Suffering is not always see silent.
A constant reminder of betrayal.
She has a cold black stone heart.
She stole my first born in the dark.
No compassion or empathy.
No hero to set us free.
Damnation has no castration.
That will never change.
To mame the mentally deranged.
I curse his name.
Represents evil, hatred, cursed
Rock bottom to an endless bottomless
Pit of pure darkness of a black devil.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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