His Cruel Game

I've felt the pain and the heartache,

Millions of times,

But that will never be as bad,

As that which I'm running from,

 

I pretend that I don't remember,

But I do,

I pretend to a family who thinks it is a lie,

And to friends who will never understand what it was like,

 

He told me it was a game,

That if I told my parents I would lose the game,

That if I told my parents I couldn't ever see them again.

So cruel.

 

I was only seven years old,

I didn't want to lose my parents,

They were all that I knew,

So I didn't say a word,

 

For years I let him continue with his "game,"

He touched me,

He kissed me,

He forced me to do the same,

 

All part of his "game,"

What burly seventeen year old really wants to play with a seven year old anyways?

One who is sadistic and cruel,

One who likes games.

 

Coming clean,

Was the hardest thing I ever had to do,

But I was forced,

Because my privacy was invaded,

 

Drug in front of an accusing family,

As though I were on trial,

And I was questioned as though a criminal,

And when refusing to say anything called a liar,

 

Trust me my dear family,

This game is no lie,

It isn't a joke,

It isn't fun.

 

It is a cruel game,

Unfair,

Painful,

Heartwrenching.

Reviews

[Katie L]

i love it