Be Quiet.

By TornPieces

This is what it is, ........right.
The foot touches the cold pavement 
as the mind touches the red and black  memory.

My feet continue, as my frozen inside child stares.

This is what it is.
Woman or child. Woman or child.

Shhhh. Its the past.
Shhhh. Don't tell your mama
Shhhh. Let it go.

Shhh. says the stepdaddys finger on her lips...dripping with half innocense. 
Shhh. says the doctor with reassuring grips on her elbow....as he slides his pelvis up into the selfish pit, the transgressions swirling into the little girls mouth.

Shhhh. 
Shhhh.
Shhhh.

Your a dirty dirty little girl, 
Shhhh. 

Her eyes are opened but sleeping.
Her feet are alone and separated
Separated against the loins of her daddy. 

Hi daddy.

Shhhh.

Shhhh.
Shhhh.


You better not cry, because nobody will let you remember...
you dreamer girl, who dreams and conjures lies..................

Shhhh. House destroyer
Shhhh. Happy Girl..



Smile Smile Smile Smile

Silent Silent Silent Silent.



Shhh.
Be Quiet. 

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Copyright 2013 TornPieces
Published on Monday, May 13, 2013.     Filed under: "Abuse" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: this was both disturbing and sad. So many people are abused by ones they trust and look up too. Betrayed. Yucky world we live in.

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