MAXIMUM SECURITY

© 2006 by April Sims

I was only ten

When you started

Putting make-up

And perfume on me

That is also when

You started giving me

To men for free

No price for you

But a huge price for me

Repeatedly you gave me away for your

     Addictions

       Cravings

         and

           Infatuations

You would lay me on the bed

And then let them in the room

Then shut the door

And let them do whatever they wanted to do

Mom you sold me out

And laid me on the altar for your glass god

I don’t know which was worst

The physical pain they inflicted

Or the mental pain of being

     Subjected

       Volunteered

         and

          Commandeered

To participate in grown up games

So you could

     Smoke

       Sniff

         and

           Gorge

Your veins

I am writing this to let you know

That mama is no longer in pain

And tomorrow I am being shipped off

To MAXIMUM SECURITY

Where I may never see the light of day again