There She Hung

Inspired by true events

The girl was only 6 years old

When he dragged her into a room

“Let’s play a game” He had her sold

It couldn’t be bad she assumed.

Without even a second thought

No hesitation to hurt the little girl

Trying to leave, she was caught

He dragged her sister in with a twirl.

He wanted her to play too

They didn’t want to play

His mindset was above theirs he knew

They only knew to get away.

The girl ran for the door, leaving her sister behind

She kept to herself & didn’t speak of it

But her sister had a different frame of mind

Mom believed them grandma really didn’t.

Mom wanted to kill him within minutes

But grandma stood as some blockade

So mom thought good riddance

The years pass and that memory fades.

It’s her way of coping to what happened

Her sister remembers nothing

Every year the mothers’ struggles blackened

The stress piled and refused to show loving.

Mom was so mad all the time

The little girl did something wrong

A small thing; one time

But mom had a bad day all along.

So she wrapped her hands around her neck

Held her up to the wall within a sec

The words shouted were engraved in her brain

Because after that things weren’t the same.

Her heart turned cold.

The abuse she put up with for so many years

The verbal words, the emotion of hurt, uncontrolled

And the pain she often felt across her face and backside

Was nothing

It was nothing.

Her birthday and dad has court

“Banned from returning to the United States”

The judge says and the tears make her vision distort

Not even after the 8 years served could change his fate.

It wasn’t enough to let him stay with his family

With his children that needed him

Mom lost her job & house inevitably

Only a truck full of clothes on a road that was slim.

This girl had to go back to grandma

It was this or the streets.

But with grandma came the man who hurt her before…

“He’s changed” she says

The girl doesn’t argue, to prevent a war

3 months into living there he strikes anyways.

Even worse than the last

The drugs in her ice cream

Like a snake in the grass

At night he planned his scheme.

All the signs were there!

She felt the pain, cried, said a prayer

She sobbed and sobbed silently saying no

She said no

But it wasn’t audible

Her face was down

He was on top

What use was it of her to fight?

Until finally she was able to get up

He ran.

Like the f*****g coward he is.

 

She cried to herself

She cried for two days

Her mind was no help

The flashbacks tortured her in every way.

Every moment her eyes shut

The hurt returns

But she had to tell someone

Mom.

Mom believed

Mom again wanted to kill him

But Grandma was peeved

“Rape is not a joke” said a voice full of grim.

The tears flowed from her eyes

Everything was a hurricane

She stayed there, staring at the skies

An emotional river she couldn’t refrain.

The sorrow overwhelmed her

The cops showed but they couldn’t take him away.

The admittance that it really did happen

Her confessed words only made it all the more real.

She hoped it was a nightmare,

A nightmare she had the luck of waking up from

But even greater despair

She had the luck of getting up.

“It’s not your fault”

“You are the victim”

“Don’t worry, it isn’t your fault”

Everyone tried to show the comfort and love

But the pain and hurt that consumed her were deadly

Every emotion she was deprived of

They hugged her, held her steady.

Her soul was gone

It fled for a better place.

Because one “man”

No.

A thing.

 That couldn’t have thought of the aftermath

With no consideration of what would happen to her

He did what he did & chose his path.

Because his sick mind consumed his actions

While she…

She was left with nothing

Embarrassment

Shame

Pain

Hurt

Numbness

This overcame her

Her willingness to even continue began to fade

She was through

Her life decayed.

Full of sob stories she refused to tell

Because all she wanted

Was something she couldn’t get in this hell

What it was, she couldn’t tell.

And never did.

Because when she got to the house

In which she was temporarily staying

She went to the garage.

The rope was tied & ready to go

She stepped atop the chair, planned long ago

The rope wrapped around her neck

“Because no one knew except me & family

 but it wasn’t enough,

the pain was only felt by me

& the problems were just too rough.

I can’t feel anything anymore.

My existence is unnecessary & something I didn’t ask for.”

 

So she kicked the chair from beneath her.

Author's Note

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