Dead

They are DEAD.
I do not mourn

I was used
As a toy
Made of meat
Muffled cries
Helpless terror
Not just once

They are DEAD.

I was slammed
Against the door.
Whiplash neck
Blazing stars
Breath knocked out.
Not just once

They are DEAD.

One of them
Picked me up
Tried to throw me
Shrieking, screaming
At the wall
Not just once
Stopped by sis

They are DEAD.

Ones who knew
At the time
Did not tell
What went on
Fear of scandal
Could have helped

They are DEAD.

I am broken
Damaged goods
Lost and lonely
Left to heal
On my own.

They are DEAD.

One by cancer
Long and slow.
Mind had gone
Did he know?

He taught me shame
Men don’t show
Their emotions
Strong and silent
Pain within.

Men don’t show
Their affections
Men don’t hug
Their lonely sons

Other choking
Emphysema
6 months dying
On her back

Tube in neck
Fight for breath
Now half blind
Blurred TV

She taught that trust
Cannot be given
Never fully.
Betrayal.
Rejection.
Abandonment.

Words unspoken
Can’t be spoken
Words unwritten.
Can’t see notepad

Gasp and gurgle
Six times a day
Fluid sucked out
From her lungs
Still conscious.
Afraid of Death.

Both taught shame.
Sex is shameful
Sex is bad
Do not speak.
Shame is emotion.
Emotion is bad.
Emotion is pain.

Rot in hell

They
Are
Dead.

I do not mourn

I did survive
I will heal