He comes into my bedroom in the middle of the night
I close my eyes while my heart beats in fright
I feel his hand come tightly over my mouth
I want to scream but I cannot shout
He yanks off my clothes as if they're paper
And when he begins I think to myself it's time to meet your maker
It seems like eternity even though it was a mere hour
I race to the bathroom and try to wash away the pain in the shower
The next morning he packs up his bag to catch his train
But before he leaves he comes back into my bedroom and does it again
I sit there feeling alone and ashamed
Knowing there's no one else to blame
I know he will be back in a week
And to him he must feel like he is on a winning streak
My mom doesn't notice what he has done she doesn't even fret
And when she asks if it's okay if she marries him I beg her, Not Yet.
Poem By 13 Year Old Girl Raped By Mom's Boyfriend
My father raped me when I was 6. I still remember when he said, "Don't worry baby, every family does this; it's normal!" But one day at school in 6th grade we were called into the auditorium...
Not Yet
Published by Family Friend Poems June 2014 with permission of the Author.
It will never be your fault. You are so beautiful and strong. Sharing your story was probably the bravest thing anyone could do. You would never truly be able to stomach it if you hadn't told. Your story has helped a lot of people. Thank you for this, beautiful.