Published: May 2008
and all I really wanted to do was cry.
The emotions it brought me, I can't deny,
that it left me a horrible feeling inside.
The pain it brought me , I felt alone,
and soon I started getting out of control.
This feeling it was killing me inside,
That I could not tell my secret that was forever haunting my mind.
This so called "uncle" was my family and made me do things that I would never want to do, and after he finished he'd say nothing but, I love you.
What I found so repulsive and vile to me, but I was full of fear not wanting to tell, because I knew it would bring me hell.
Life gets harder day by day, but now I don't have to worry about him wanting to play.
What he wanted to play was not a game, it was disgusting and sickening to my brain.
I lay by my bed, sit on the floor, cross my hands and begin to pray because I'm finally happy now that the doors shut and he has gone away.