a prayer...

save my soul from its disgrace
as i try to hide my face
from this hard and awful race
to swiftly work hard and erase
the shame and leave no trace.

make the memories go away
these dirty images cannot stay
of forbidden acts he called "play"
that make me sick until this day
but who can hear me anyway?

aftershock

so so shaky
feeling quaky
out of water
by my order
not so clean
wanna scream
what this means
don't know from beans
what to do?
well, what would you do?

shower II

my hands and head
step into the tub
to meet up with a body
waiting for a scrub
with soap in hand
i rub rub rub

hands and head come climbing out
roughly towel and dress
the other body that they washed
it's no longer a mess
but how clean is my body?
that's anybody's guess!

inner struggle

i shake my leg
and pick my head
tug at my hair
at the ceiling stare
my arms i bite
with myself i fight
"don't do anything worse..."
God get rid of this curse!