Sound and Fury

You taught me that silence was preferable to sound,
that screams should be swallowed
and words never found.
As waves of pain grew, so did my fear.
You said I was alone.
There was no help here.
I tried to escape, crawling deep in my head.
You reached in and caught me,
brought me back to your bed.
There was no one to turn to,
no hope anywhere.
You said if I told,
no one would care.
My tears didn't help.
You ignored every one.
I was invisible.
You were just having fun.
But fun isn't sadistic.
Its goal isn't to hurt
or leave a young girl
exposed and inert.
You made your choices.
You were in control.
There was no escape,
and I paid the toll.
You had your act as golden down pat.
Nobody suspected
things were darker than that.
For almost four years,
you trapped me in hell,
silenced my voice,
so I couldn't tell.
But I'm no longer small.
I am older and strong,
and I know the truth -
what you said was wrong.
You can't touch me now,
never again.
I will not stay silent
like I did back then.
I'll give my own speech...
about child sex abuse.
You can run, you can hide;
it will be of no use.
I'll find you, dear cousin.
I'm no longer afraid.
I'm angry.
I'll burn down this life that you made.
Start counting the days
'til it goes up in flames.
I'm coming for you,
and I'm naming names.
You taught me that silence was preferable to sound.
Now my screams will be heard.
My words have been found.