TEARS NO-ONE HEARS

Alone, but waiting still,
For the turn of the key.
The sound of his boots scraping,
And his fearsome words spoken.
Mommy cannot know our secret,
Lest all we share be ended,
And even more guilt piled high,
Believing that it was all my doing.
His breath hot against my neck,
And his hands roughly touching,
Places, I know feelings forever lost,
As I try to plead, Daddy no !!!

We lay for an age,
I'm afraid to move, paralysed,
Where is Mommy all this time,
When Daddy comes to tuck me in ?
Has she not heard my sobs,
Not felt my silences too odd ?
And why does she leave,
When Daddy comes home at night ?
I'm crying silently now, but he denies,
That I can feel shame at all,
For hiding these 'special secrets',
To protect his role, as guardian and protector.

His eyes burn deep down inside,
As I hang my head to hide,
And he gives me a playful pat,
As if we've finished playing my favourite game.
But who will care at all,
If Mommy fails to notice my scars ?
Not upon skin so fair, Oh no,
Deep within my tormented soul.

I lay so still, if I move he'll see,
The bleeding wounds he's left once more,
My innocence betrayed and left alone,
As he silently leaves my room.
But the ghosts still stay, haunting,
Like his smell, his unwanted deposits,
And the shame to be me at all,
Someone worthy of respect, and loved.
I vow to go, to run away,
But know it is no use, they'll bring me back,
How can I prove what cannot be seen,
And who would care for me then ?




For the work of the N.S.P.C.C.
Lets stop abuse, forever.
Special thanks to Emma Micciche.
You are a real star.