ABUSE

By Amanda Jervis

(TRIGGER WARNING - This poem tackles issues of child sexual abuse)

Age 3,

Sitting on my fathers knee,

Felt something prodding me,

Innocent and naive,

Had no idea what was going on,

But my father was turned on!

Fast forward in time,

Now a girl of nine,

Daddy slips into my bedroom from time to time,

His touch does sicken me,

As he tickles and licks me!

Now a girl of thirteen,

I feel dirty and unclean,

Every night he come in my room,

I accept the impending doom,

Can no one see what’s going on?!

I wish I lived with my mum!

18 and doing time,

I could no longer hold this temper of mine,

I could not let him do it again,

So stabbed him in the eye, with a ball point pen!

My life is fucked, it’s all been ruined,

All of this, that cunts doing!

36 with young of my own,

I question,

How could a man do that to his own,

Were we not flesh and bone!

after years and years of sexual abuse,

It make want to reach for the noose,

But I keep going, keep it from showing,

Cause that’s all I can do, 

I hope the devil is having fun with you.. 

Father! 

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