I wrote this years after the damage was done, but I wonder if the anger will ever truly go away. This is a warning however that this poem is very dark.
I WATCHED HIM CRY
I WATCHED HIM BLEED
I WATCHED HIM BE INNOCENT
AS HE BEGGED PLEASE
HE WAS TORTURED
BEATEN, BATTERED, AND BRUISED
WALKING ON EGGSHELLS
HAPPINESS HE WAS REFUSED
HE WAS AN INNOCENT BOY
CORRUPTED AT YOUTH
SUFFERING FOR NOTHING
NEVER KNOWING THE TRUTH
HE WAS A TOY
FOR THE DEVIL TO PLAY
AS HE STRUCK HIM DOWN
EACH AND EVERY DAY
THE DEVIL WAS IN OUR HOME
TRYING TO STEAL OUR SOULS
HE TOOK A PART OF ALL OF US
HOW MUCH NO ONE KNOWS
HE TOOK HER INNOCENCE
HE TOOK HER YOUTH
MADE HER DO THINGS
I WISH WEREN'T THE TRUTH
HE TOOK THE SWEET LITTLE GIRL
AND MADE HER CRY
DESTRUCTING HER LOVE
MAKING HER WANT TO DIE
HE USED HER FOR HIS PLEASURE
AND CAUSED HER SO MUCH PAIN
SHE HAS SO MANY THOUGHTS
THAT MAKE HER FEEL INSANE
SHE WANTED TO SLIT HIS THROAT
AND WATCH HIM BLEED
HEAR HIM BEG FOR MERCY
AS SHE TURNED TO LEAVE
HE DESERVES IT TOO
AFTER WHAT HE'S DONE
KILLING MY FAMILY INSIDE
ONE BY ONE
THE DAY HE DIES
WILL BE THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE
I WILL SHOW UP TO HIS FUNERAL
ALL DRESSED IN WHITE
I WILL LAUGH AT HIM
FOR THE PATHETIC SHIT HE WAS
KNOWING WHERE HE'S GOING
FOR WHAT HE'S DONE TO US
HE WILL ROT IN HELL
BE TORTURED, BATTERED, AND BRUISED
HE WILL BE RAPED
VIOLATED AND USED
FOR ALL THE THINGS HE'S DONE
HE WILL DEFINATELY PAY
WHEN HE IS SENT TO HELL
I CAN'T WAIT FOR THAT DAY
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