A women remembers a sad childhood |
For Beth When you come to me in the shadows of the night creeping down the backroads hiding from the light I know who you are although you think I don't words from you remind me not to say a word I won't! When you come to me in the gloom that shrouds the day hiding in the corners and your dark whisper asks will I play I will frown and recollect your words from the past not to say a single word or it will be my last! Why you came to me I will never know untruths that were spoken were not there just for show mislead and corrupted innocence led astray but still you insisted not a word must I say! But if you came to me today now that I am grown the product of your cruelty reaped from what was sown pain and insecurity emotions from the past remembering all you said and did tortured to the last That little girl is no more she grew and ran away hiding in her womanhood so she wouldn't have to play And when those whispers haunt her and she knows what he said and all the grown ups insisted it was all in her head Uncles don't behave like that they are kind and good and true I wonder if they would change their mind if it happened to them too! So when you came to me today clothed in honeyed smiles assured and outspoken I showed my womanly wiles I whispered in your ears all the pain you put me through and insisted that its a secret what I am going to do to you and in a moment of lame regret you staggered to the door pleading your aplogies that it won't happen anymore my words echo loud and clear and I knew you would understand every word I spoke to you and everything I planned and as a parting gift to you I remind you of your threats to a little girl who never knew that no did not mean yes there is no promise in what I say I mean it full and true and if you utter a single word you know what I will do! |