Sindy is loved by all the guys
but she does nothing about it,
just looks out the window while her nailpolish dries.
They’re times When I’m alone When rain taps my window And the darkness curls around me I’m forced to remember You You gruetest figure Your brutal fingers And those evil psychotic Eyes
A thousand beats per second.
A light that only illuminates the soul.
A child's unheard cries for help as the last of innnocence is torn from her grasp. A thousand years may pass, yet the
hand pressed firmly against my mouth
He Stifled my fervent protests
He fondled my breasts clumsily
There wasnt a breeze strong enough
To cool the hot tears streaming down my cheeks
I lie stock still in my bed, Waiting terrified in the dark, His shouting rings through my head, But his bite's worse than his bark.
I dread when I go school,
This poem is written for all children taken from this world by rape and abuse.
Remembrance of a Child By: Adam M. Snow
Remembrance of a child, born tender and mild, not an age past eight.
No new content from users will be allowed to be published at this time. Admin.
