April 14, 2011

  • Jonestown Tea

    The 27th of every month... Is a ritual to me... Only 4 people know I do this... But only 3 of them know why.

    This month... The 27th is coming early.

    I took a shower this morning... It took 2 hours... Before they came to drag me out.

    I am still not clean... Not even close.

    I remember when I was afraid to eat around him... I had to sneak food... When he would take a bath... I would use my bath tub's hot water to make Ramen noodles.

    He used to call me a whore... All the time.

    Even though I was that innocent child... Where nothing has ever touched me.

    I want her back... 

    There used to be a time of happiness... Of feelings... Of life... 

    But not now.

    I can't get his scent and his sins off of me... 

    Keaira, I am sorry he did this to you.

    He took it all from us... 

    And I am still trying to pick up the pieces...

     

     Tiny...

     

             Little pieces...

     

                                      Dust....

     

     

    I won't ever find them all.

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