Silently and tensed she waits it out;
The shifting shadow that stalks her door.
Back and forth, it overshadows sleep,
As she battles guilt and fear once more.
Then suddenly it pauses mid-step,
An apparition that blanks her mind
Of tainted devil touch and hot breath,
That shatters her spirit, long resigned.
When she returns to her darkened room,
Musky sheets poisoned with well-known scents,
And thin legs bruised from the crushing weight,
She bundles up the pain and repents:
"It's how families love each other";
"He says, the most natural in the world";
And if she refuses what he wants,
Then she won't be daddy's little girl.
A shadow of a man, corrupted as he grew;
Long ago he was daddy's little boy too. |
Submission Name: Shatter
