Child Abuse:Psychological Incest
CHILD ABUSE: PSYCHOLOGICAL INCEST.
Didn't I clap when you wanted me to
and smile
when I felt like crying,
and eat more through it all
for love's sake?
Didn't I cry when I should have run away?
I washed your dishes, cooked your food,
and cleaned your home
trapped like a spider in a web.
I stayed until the bitter end.
There were many times
I could have thought great thoughts
if only you had allowed me to express them
in those dark paneled walls
where the hand-me-down floor rug
now is tattered
it is so old and rotten.
Didn't you drain every ounce of my blood down the sink,
eat my soul,
let it run into the gutter
like so much garbage?
I loved you and blocked out the memory.
Why didn't you wad me up, and toss me away?
At least then I would have known where I was.
Janet Marie Bingham
Copyright © Janet Bingham | Year Posted 2018
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