I guess I'll let my silence say
All these feelings that I can't
For they only get in the way
In droves and roves of raves and rants
Empty stupefied stares I glare
Filling the hollowness with hate
Not requesting apologies
Twelve years later is too late

At the moment there's a large knot
Lodged deep in my cauterized throat
Smoking volcanoes are rising there
But their fluids just don't coat
Burning lava slowly flowing
Eating through an iron stomach
My anxiety's a candle
My fear the flinted burning wick

Let it burn, oh yes! Let it burn
Through the recollections in my mind.
Let it hurt, oh please! Let it hurt
My combusted esteem gone blind
Ghosting memories, they will haunt him
Expose empty past retention
Make him face my fears on that day
And admit what wasn't mentioned

Let affliction sting his conscience
Let it scream at this craziness
And to think, I just now saw him
Smugly smiling like nobody's business,
Ominously ignoring the past
The truth that remains hidden today.
So maybe I was just a mouse,
What gave him the right? I'm so afraid!

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When those in a trusting position abuse that position and power,
what's left to hold mankind together? What glue remains to cement family ties, loving unions, and community bonds?

Society fails when the family unit unravels and lays torn and shredded in fragments. No empire can stand, when it deteriorates one family cornerstone at a time.

When a father abuses his position of authority, marring the heart of a child, twisting their love and trust, tearing heartstrings out by the roots... is there any remedy to the damage left in greed and selfishness' quake? When a child unwittingly welcomes evil, wide eyed and innocently, will they ever be so willing to trust again?

One selfish moment, one greedy act of self gratification can mar that child for a lifetime, and ebb distrust throughout every subsequent relationship... and no amount of wishing it so will ever make the monster (or the nightmares) go away.