The Hell of a Child

I am lying in bed terrified, 
Three o'clock it's almost time
I'm waiting for your door to creak, 
For you to commence this crime

I hide underneath my blankets, 
Trying to imagine you away
But you can't stop, despite my pleas, 
What can I do but pray?

I hear a step, announcing your presence, 
Ten steps is all it takes
From your room, to my door, 
Listening to the floor groan and shake

I remember when I locked my door, 
Thinking to lock you out
You caught me later, when mom was gone,
It took all I could not to shout

Or how about when I did tell mom, 
The slap she gave me made me reel
How dare I suggest such a thing! 
Do you know how that made me feel?

I can't understand it daddy, 
The thought makes me shivery and cold
You touch me in ways, I'm not mean't to be touched, 
I'm only five years old!

You gently but hurriedly open the door, 
A thin ray of light shines in
And as you lustfully look over me, 
You wonder where to begin

You sit down on my bed, 
And slowly lick your lips
You lean down and kiss me passionately, 
As you proceed to stroke my hips

The minutes pass like hours, 
The weight receeds and I find breath
And as you roll of me, and zip up your pants, 
You threaten the threat of death

You then move to the chair in the corner, 
And slump down with a sigh
Tears trickle down your cheeks, 
As you begin to cry

And I tiptoe to the corner, 
Fall down and hug your knees
I love you daddy, but what you do is wrong, 
Will you stop, will you please?

-Dgermain-