Demon

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There was a time where I was an innocent.

Innocent of the wrong doings and shameful

Acts that you committed. You never physically

Touched me and still....you violated some part

Of my innocence of which I shall never gain back.

It was an intimate action forged by a bond of

Child and parent through which you entered.

You saw the weakness and pounced. There you

Watched as she broke easily. Easily for you

To enter into a child's mind playing for the sake

of all the inhuman thoughts which poured out

of your mouth and spirit.

Like oil that spreads across clean and pure waters.

Your darkness spread...tainting the innocence,

Tainting that sacred protection for which

My mother took when she bore us. But

She fell under your path and your ways.

Dwelling in a darkness for which I am

Not sure that she will return. If she does

Her life will never be the same. Your poison

Took her from us. Your creative and devilish ways

Prevents her from seeing what you did to us.

You violated us by violating her. You hurt us

By hurting her. And I hope that you feel what

we felt a hundred times more when the devil

Takes you and makes you suffer for what you've done.

Maybe one day you will see the light. But that day

Hasn't come...I don't know if you will ever see it.

For you are a Demon and to me you will always be one.


**Ironically this is not anger towards a certain person I write a lot about.

But to the abuser.... Thanks for the reads and votes! Please as always comment, share and vote!!**

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