I have so many memories of my Father
None of them good
I remember him fucking me
And I remember liking it
Most of all
I remember my shame
My tears
My pain
The blood
Slithering down my ankles
What happened to the sweet little girl who used to live in my bedroom?
She would draw pretty pictures
And stare at the moon
Now all we do is scream
I will not cry
I will not cry
I
WILL
NOT
CRY
I hear heavy feet dragging across the floor
Leading to my bedroom door
No
D A D D Y
P L E A S E N O
don't
I feel tears of blood drip down my face
DADDY
PLEASE TA K E Y O U R D I C K O U T O F M E
I remember screaming
And laying naked on the bathroom floor
With a needle and thread that I boiled in bleach
He won't hurt me anymore
There's no way he can
I'm closed
Next, I remember taking a knife
And chopping off the thing he used to torture me
And shoving it down his throat
And I remember laughing like a madman
And taking a length of rope
And going to the tree in our front yard
I made a n o o s e
A n d I h u n g m y s e l f
Death is so much better
Than that hell
That I was living
When they examined my corpse
They found the little "operation" that I had performed on myself
They were horrified
They also found a foetus
That had been dead inside of me for a year
They took it out
They took out the stitches
And found out about what he had been d o i n g t o m e
And they put him in prison
Where he experienced the pain he had given me
But only once
And then
H e w a s k i l l e d
And for the first time in my miserable life
I smiled
Finally
A v e n g e d
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Okay
Author's note:
I got a lot of inspiration from my idol and favourite person on the planet's song, Jonestown Tea by Otep
Listen to it
I cried
Thanks for reading
Bye<3