Gang rape is an unsaid brutality


The Brackens

Do you remember the Brackens
We went there when we were young
That was our secret place
Me and you had so much fun
That's where the woods are winding
And the tall tall trees
The earth went on forever
At least that's how it seemed
I could smell the earth around me
Hear the owls within the trees
Tiny animals scurrying about beneath the fallen leaves

Do you remember the Brackens
Sky so clear it seemed
Laying on our backs counting stars
As happy as could be

So young we were perfection
I so full of hope
Playing beneath the moonlit sky the moonbeams did elope

Do you remember the Brackens
As I do every day
My face pushed down into the mud
The mice and deer decay
The thorns that cut into my back
My sore and bloodied knees
The rotting leaves within my mouth
Under the dying tree

The horrible way you took me
The way you made it hurt
Ripping through my insides
Cutting through my thoughts

I remember the Brackens
I think of those woods each day
I'm still trying to build a life
Keep the mind at bay
I remember that you loved me once
Up there on top of the hill
I remember you abused me once
And your friends did too

Do you remember the Brackens
I really hope you do
The way you gave me to your friends
To do with me their will
Them shouting and cheering in my face
Pouring vodka down my throat
Pulling at my underwear
Ripping off my clothes
I felt there hands all over me
Shoving in my hair
As they pulled my head back
And had their way right there

The insides of me curled right up
I closed my eyes real tight
As they entered my inner parts
And bashed away all night

Do you remember the Brackens
The place we used to go
The place we are at right now
Just further up the road

Now I have your attention
Your eyes are right on me
With your knees down in the dirt
I'm going to make you see

You didn't completely shatter me
Just winded me a while
As you can see I got back up
Hunted you down have I
Although it haunts me everyday
I'm better than I was
I got up out of bed
To kill all of you off

I was not your puppet
Never yours alone
What you did to me was evil
So your never make it home
Please don't look at me like that
I'm not the first to lie
Now your doing the same your friends did
I know your gonna cry

Be a good boy now and open up your mouth
This is how dead leaves taste
Before I shoot you out




Poetry by little-known
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Written on 2013-12-18 at 23:30

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