Shame
can I talk to you a little longer?
about my likes, dislikes and constant nightmares
if you are not a fear monger
I thought
he loves me a lot
touching me from head to toe
calling me beta, cutie pie, angel and whatnot
one day something dawned on me
when I felt an extreme pain
as if something was seeping into the body
and I was under a huge mountain
I went numb
I kept mum
what do you think
would this pain go away
by using a painkiller or balm?
I was feeling trapped in fright
I wish I could slap in his wicked laugh
who dared to kill my light
I wish I could punch his teeth
who dared to bite my immature breasts
I wish I could cut his hands
who dared to unclothe me and squeeze my dress
it’s been many years
but the pain remains the same
he is alive
I am dying every single day
as if I am the guilty
I am shame.