Silence was key,

So it unlocked a new fear,

I may have been 7, but always dreaded,

Whenever he was near,

He'd promise all good little girls got this,

I would nod yes, but felt he lied,

Because if I was good, the how truly could, I still feel so fucking dead inside,

"But he loves me right" I'd whisper

"This is exclusive for the best girls" I'd keep saying, but the truth I'd be denying

I was a lamb off to the slaughter,

A measily meek prey, and him, he was the lion,

Preying on the innocent, preying on the weak,

Brainwashing me with his lies, making me forget my voice, making me forget i could speak,

But I was 7, I was a little kid

Really he shouldn't have done what he did,

Like a baby bird I must leap from the nest,

I must put his cruel reassurance to the ultimate test,

If I could just run, if I could be free,

I could find someone, anyone, to tell, to believe me,

Then I must get up, I begin to run,

But like the quick bang of a gun...

I snap back, I hear footsteps, I wanna cry

It hurts so bad, knowing whats coming, but only a single tear escapes my eye,

I couldn't sob, I couldn't move, because...

Silence was key,

But it unlocked a new fear

I may have been 7, but I always dreaded,

Whenever he was so close...so near

                                                                    ~Brianna Taylor~