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The memories will stay with me until the end of my days.
Sound of a door locking
means his footsteps are near
heart flutters in panic
paralyzed with fear.
Pour him a drink, as the nightmare begins
Pleading quietly begging forgiveness of sins.
Silently whispering an dpleading to stop
Nobody listening, unsure if I fought.
Electric burner red hot on the stove
Held by my neck, my face is aglow.
Told not to move, and obey his command, kneeling at attention, above me he stands.
The blindfold is on, I'm walked down the hall
Hard kick in my side, against the floor I fall.
Kicked in the rib-cage can't help but to fold
"On Your Knees and Present" is what I am told.
Barely able to breathe, I push myself up
Heavy boot to my back and to the floor I drop.
Blind fold goes on, unable to see
Gun pressed to my head, I instantly peed.
Laughter gets louder, we're no longer alone.
His evil he shares with others unknown
My clothing is taken gently at first,
Blow to my cheek, always wondered if any eye could actually burst?
They show me no mercy as I'm pinned to the ground
One by one they prod me, and pass me around.
Comments and jeering is all I can hear
Insults and suggestions, the crack of a beer.
"Stop Hurting Me, Just leave me alone"
I crawl as I plead trying to get to a phone.
My wrists are held firm, behind my back they soon go,
Back door is opened, I'm thrown into the snow.
Blindfolded and freezing out in the cold
"Shut the F**k Up" is what I am told
Unsure of my footing to move very far
Four hands or more, I'm shoved into the car.
The engine starts up, I scream in vain
This is only day one.
I will never be the same.