Silent Riot

Fiction & Literature, Poetry

• Author: Marley Cote
• ISBN: 9781456884499
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Publication: February 28, 2013
• Imprint: Xlibris US
• Language: English

Silent Riot

I was only five and six

You had to take away

My only innocence

There was nothing I could say

Nothing I could do

Absolutely nothing

You didnt care

I was never something

I was your toy

I was your little girl

Hands were always on me

Everything changed in a swirl

Once I was careless

Once I was free

Once I was innocent

Once I was me

Anger pulses in my veins

Hurt pumps my heart

Revenge is my only thought

Hate is my art

Your hands were always on me

I didnt understand

That you were using me

I never got a lending hand

I never got an ear

I never got an eye

I never had a voice

Her hands are nigh

I didnt know what to do

So I kept quiet

Holding everything in

I was a silent riot

My dad was working

My mom was a drunk

I had no one to go to

My being sunk

I was only five and six

You put down your crucifix

Just to destroy my innocence

Anything left of a childhood

Once I was vulnerable

Once I was happy

Once I was innocent

But you had to change that

You couldnt let me go

I was your treasure

You had to continue

I was your hidden pleasure

You could never let me go

Not without a mark

I had to be your property

All light was lost

I was confused

About the world and life

You knew this

I was on the edge of a knife

You were supposed to be the adult

I was the victim

Youre a female

It was supposed to be him

With the grief at home

And at school

I began to give up

I began to drown in the pool

I needed an escape

But I was lost

No one would help me

Freezing in the frost

I was only five and six

You threw away your crucifix

Lust to end a childhood

Nothing left to this innocence

Now I see

The cunt you are

But I still hold a grudge

Your hands went too far

I cant forgive and forget

For what you did

My hear is blackened

By the touch of your bid

Youre the monster that created me

Youre the reason I hate me

Youre why I have a scorched soul

Just die and let me be

I was only five and six

You burned your crucifix

Loved to desecrate innocence