Wholesome
The weights were a nice touch
What could be more wholesome than
Weights
in the corner of his bedroom
Nothing
Average American teenager
Waits
For her
One day she came
Wide-eyed, naive, skipping inside
Age 5
With a crush on him
He took her everywhere with him
Especially
To his bedroom
Dim with one light bulb in the corner
Just enough light to see
the darkness
She only saw him
He was a preying Christian
Living in a veil of secrecy
Who had a plan
And a big, soft bed
One day she fell asleep
on that big, soft bed
Out to the world
Safe, she thought
Was it arts and crafts day?
He entered with
Scissors
But no paper
Focused on creating a special
Hell
for her
Even monsters can hesitate
To breathe
He
Did
Not
Rape is a word
It means
NOTHING
without context
Scissors
Small girl
Context
She didn't comprehend the
Pain
Or why
Her last image before her
Mind broke
Is blood
Dripping
Off scissors
Terror has another name
The past