WELL OF INNOCENCE

You promised me!

You said it last week

“This is the last time.”

You promised me!

But here you are again

Creeping in the dark

Knocking on my door

While daddy sleeps so deeply

And mummy sleeps so sweetly

No one in sight

Just you and I

Here you are again

Asking for a drink

From a well you don’t own

Destroying a pretty little flower

Soiling my innocence

With your dirty perverted hands

Claws and fangs you have

Drinking from my well of innocence

Asking for more

Addicted to your insanity

Giving me candies and cookies

In exchange for the diamond I hold dear to my heart

GET AWAY FROM ME!

STAY AWAY!

“Mummy, help!”

I scream

Hoping someone would wake up

Praying my muffled screams will be heard

As you draw water from my well

I scream into your palms

But no one hears me

As usual

I’m left to bear this shame

All alone

To suffer this pain

All alone

No one to help

No one to save me

I drift into my safe place

The small world inside my head

A place with pretty flowers untouched

Unbruised

Unabused

I dance in my little garden

I laugh in my happy place

Shutting the doors of pain behind me

As you unrepentantly draw more water from my well

Your wickedness tainting my beauty

Your lust polluting my well of innocence

By Sylvia Chika

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