I guess since Tinks arrived, this subject [Taboo] has come to mean more to me than any other. I have never understood the motives of paedophiles and I never will. They prey on helpless children which I find repulsive. If anyone lay a hand on Tinks, I would not be held responsible for my actions. So with that in mind, I wrote this in response to a dVerse prompt which is the hardest prompt to come my way yet. I can only summise what must go through a childs mind at such times.
Weary from a long days study,
I lay upon my restless bed,
Thoughts surround me, stabbing,
Coursing through this aching head.
Lights turned out and curtains drawn,
I lay in this dark so deep,
And yet, when I close my eyes,
I cannot suffer the will of sleep.
Then I hear the noise I dread,
The creaking of the bottom stair,
The footfalls light as he ascends,
Again entrapped in this wicked snare.
I hear his breathing as he stands so still,
Listening for any sounds within,
The seconds are hours, minutes are eons,
The sweat stands suffering on my skin.
There he stands so stauesque,
His feet cast shadows below my door,
The doorknob starts to turn,
My hopes crash unto the floor.
I lie in dread as the door opens slowly,
Then my mother calls his name,
For this night maybe I am safe,
From him and his evil game.
Those images are with me now,
Like yesterdays they hang around,
Sitting in this prison cell,
While he lies in the ground.
He cant touch me anymore,
Or look at me with lustful eyes,
I dont have to live this painful life,
Or listen to his grudging lies.
So now I know my end is near,
The damage done upon this wreck,
I tie the sheet to the prison bars,
Then tie it round my neck.
October 17th, 2011 at 4:52 pm
oh goodness tino – this turned my stomach upside down…when suicide is the only escape from that prison of fear and suffering…tears..
October 17th, 2011 at 4:53 pm
oh hey – and good to see you back in blogland…hope life goes well..hugs your way
October 17th, 2011 at 5:35 pm
Utterly mind-blowing; I literally got chills. Great job.
October 17th, 2011 at 5:37 pm
Very interesting write…but so sorry, I empathize with her. Well written and I hope it goes well for everyone. You have a very clear voice in this write.
Objective.
October 17th, 2011 at 6:08 pm
Oh, my goodness–so powerful–an excellent job here, Tino. Pedophiles are the dregs of the earth…
October 18th, 2011 at 11:14 pm
Congratulations, Tino. You have just won “The Silver Fox’s THRUST HOME Award” for this outstanding piece. This is a real award, unique to one post at a time, and not one of those “chain-letter” awards so many bloggers give out! Please follow this link for further details! http://silverfoxlair.blogspot.com/2011/10/return-of-silver-foxs-thrust-home-award.html
October 18th, 2011 at 11:22 pm
Utterly chilling write and have to agree never understood such a thing either, just sick.
October 19th, 2011 at 12:26 am
I missed this at dVerse and am here as a result of your Thrust Home award. My god~! If one ever had to wonder, I don’t think they do any more…chilling, awful, but a brilliant write!
October 19th, 2011 at 12:47 am
Thanks for drawing my attention to that, I would have missed it altogether . Still not used to this blogging malarky 😉
October 20th, 2011 at 12:04 pm
A worthy winner of the Fox’s Thrust Home Award.
October 20th, 2011 at 11:02 pm
Thanks
November 7th, 2011 at 1:53 pm
strong and sad but is amazing! Feel so sad after read this but I understand, gloria
November 10th, 2011 at 1:32 pm
Fate worse than death…