To My Parents

To My Parents

TW: sexual abuse, incest, physical violence

A harrowing poem depicting what life was like in my childhood home, where two family members sexually abused me, and my parents didn’t know, or if they did, they didn’t intervene.

There’s nowhere to go
No where is safe
You’ll have to go home
Put on a face
 
Where’s my sisters?
We have to hide
No-one to trust
Don’t leave my side
 
Footsteps approach
We hold our breath
Please go away
We need some rest
 
What are you doing?
We want to be free
Let us go
You’re hurting me

Don’t lock me in
Don’t turn off the light
I’ve had enough
Of trying to fight
 
Tell him to stop
He’s hurting me
Keep me safe
He’s choking me.
 
No-one is here
To listen to us
An adult or two
Is more than enough?
 
Why can’t you see
What they are?
What they are doing?
We have the scars
 
Look at the bruises
Look in our eyes
We tremble with fear
Why would we lie?

Give us a hug
Tell us we’re safe
Don’t turn your back
Look at our face

The Language of Survival

The Language of Survival

Sleep, glorious sleep!

Sleep, glorious sleep!