The Boy Inside

Pay no mind
to lips shut tight
the crooked smile
stretched in pain
the teeth that clench
glimpsed through my face
when he cries
the boy inside
not me
not me
When I was young
I could fly
til father broke my wings
locked inside
forced to feel
all the nasty nibbling things
Pay no mind
to lattice scars
a map to shattered soul
connect the dots
like broken words
sound it out
sound it slow
when he cries
the boy inside
not me
not me
When I was young
I could dream
til father cut my sleep
numb inside
a cloak of screams
but silence sinks too deep

~ ~ ~

© W.R.R. 4/18/2012
For all survivors of any form of rape or abuse; you are not alone. Speak out. Find your path to healing.

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About W.R.R.

Bipolar & survivor of incest/child sex abuse; bisexual, poet/writer/advocate & father of four. View all posts by W.R.R.

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