March 23, 2009
By Anonymous

Bound to a bed by a cold shadow
Afraid to move
Crying out for help
Screaming "please don't"

My childhood left behind in a bed
Crying out for help but nobody listens
Scared to sleep in a bed
Scared of the shadow hiding under my bed waiting to take me away
Scared to alone
Please help me!!

The author's comments:
this poem was about me being molested when i was 5

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