Puppet


Opening my eyes to yet another frightful sight
Him forcing himself on top of me while my parents were out that night
No words were said
While he pinned me down on my bed
Every movement he demanded was made
Every painful movement- it didn't bother him at all
I wish now that I had yelled, and made that desperate call
He was in complete control, I had no say
I longed for the sun to shine, making it day
I was always left battered and bruised
Oh, how could someone make me feel so used!?
This all made me feel so worthless and unclean
I hate these horrible things I have seen
Every move was made
Every scream went unheard
His sick, twisted mind was in control
I was the puppet, and he was my master.

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