Do You Understand that boys pain? Completed.

Do you understand that boys pain?

Warning sexual abuse.
This is my writing style.
typos, I don't mind if you
let me know. Misspelled words,
i don't mind. This is poetry.

"Tell me do you understand that boy's pain? " The Golden man fingers fiddles with the first coffee swiss button on the black trench coat he's wearing. He then flicks the button loose, leaving a tiny gap between the crease.

The midnight mask's blue sky irises settles onto the Golden man's face agonizingly.

"I understand that boy's pain" The words spills between his lips almost hesitant. It's raining heavy too, and it's cold. Especially when it meets the exposed areas of his skin. He understands the man's pain, but that gives him no right to be a monster.

"But do you really understand that boy's pain? He wakes up one night, tender and bleeding. He cries for someone, but no wants to hear him. He begs for mercy, but only gets anguish. He grips the sheets, waiting for it to be over. He wants a smile. None will show. He dares to breathe, but it hurts to live. He needs to cry, but his eyes are sealed." The Golden man explains soothingly and gravelly painful, as he unbuttons another one, revealing bruises across his heart.

The midnight mask irises is suddenly wet. His lips firms a tight line.

"His steps are painfully enlarged. His eyes are swelling in shame. His hands are cold to numb. His lips are bruised and hot. He hides under the sheets to escape his humiliation and strain" The Golden man reveals in sorrow. " Do you understand that boy's pain? "

"I understand that boy's pain," The midnight mask bit back painfully.

"But do you really understand that boys pain? He wakes up in pain. His body is covered in shame. He hides behind the shuttles he can't conceal. He asks for forgiveness, but he's not sure why. He runs to his mommy hoping she would free him from the man's temptations, only to condemn him. Only to shame him. Only to steal another piece of him. He's praying. He feels like nothing's. He knows no hope. He needs no love. He needs no one. He deserves no one. Because he's nothing right? He needs to be his demise. Do you understand that boys pain? " The Golden man questions him with a single tear rolling down his right cheek. He then unbuttons the third button on the trench coat..

" I understand that boys pain? " The midnight mask forces himself to say, closing his eyes tightly.

"But do you really understand that boys pain?" The Golden man inquires once again, staring deeply into the man's gaze for any doubt.

" He cries at night until he can't anymore. He waits for love, but only gets pain. He's bruise from head to toe. He's beat to morning and night. He runs to only returned. He knows no other way. This has to be enough. He needs to believe that there's love near. He needs hope for better days. He tries to smile, though it never shows, and suddenly he's hiding behind those dead smiles he once couldn't show. Do you understand that boys pain?" The Golden man inquires sadly.

"I understand that boy's pain," The midnight mask resorts back. His eyes are swimming with tears now.

"But do you really understand that boy's pain?" The Golden man unbuttons the sixth button on the trench coat. The midnight mask can see the man's belly now. It's covered in humiliation.

" His mother beats him to shame. His mother delivers him into many hands. His father abuse him in many ways. He pleads for a chance to be understood. He wants to be loved. He hopes to be love. He scrubs away the stains of blood that once was consider love. It coats his private parts like a blanket of disgrace. He tears at his skin, hoping it would be cleanse. He bleeds in the water, as tears clouds his gaze. Do you understand that boy's pain?" The Golden man questions him once again.

"I understand that boys pain?" The midnight mask voices, even though it's getting harder to lie.

"But do you really understand that boy's pain?"He's thrown into another home. He thinks he's found his chance to change. His chance of freedom to roam. He's once again filled with hope. The boy who never believe in hope. Has hope now. Only for it to be ripped away from him again. Only for him to repeat the same sin. Only for a man to stumble in his pants. The boy's sinks in the corner drowning in tears. The degradation has once found him again. His hands shakes for comfort. He yearns to die. Oh god, he yearns to die. He thinks not again. Do you understand that boys pain? " The Golden man shoots out with hostility this time. His lower lip trembles, as he unbuttons the last button.

"I understand that boy's pain," The midnight mask let's out with a frown. Tears daring to spill.

"No, no, do you really understand that boy's pain? I mean do you really understand that boy's pain?? " The Golden man inquires hurtful by the answer the other said earlier.

"His butt feels numb. He thinks he's dying. His heart is black and covered in pain. His eyes are swell from crying too much. His skin is marked with the man's bite. The boy can't take it anymore. He doesn't want to feel anymore. He doesn't want to live anymore. He just needs to die. He tries to peel his skin off his own body to feel himself again. He chews at his lips wanting to forget the taste. He scrape his tongue raw to not taste the man's sin. He's alone. There's no other way. So he dies inside. He thinks it's the only way. Do you understand that boy's pain? " The Golden man man inquires this once last time, as he's staring at him.

The midnight mask watches him, as he drops the trench coat off his shoulders onto the ground. His body is covered in bruises from head to toe.

" No, I can never really understand that boys pain?" The midnight mask finally admits, as tears falls down his cheek silently.

He walks over to him, and picks up the jacket to only lay the trench back over his shoulders.

"I might not understand your pain Malign, but there's someone out there. Who understand that boy's pain,"The midnight mask voices, as he drags Malign to his vehicle to take him to sanguine asylum.