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Getting Real : Speak your peace
Sleepy Head | from Moshu - Wednesday, March 02, 2005 accessed 1184 times Err a little poem for you Sleepy Head The way we sleep is a peculiar thing Some sleep deep Some sleep thin My mother slept deep She slept like the dead She closed her eyes She turned her head My father slept thin He was haunted at night He opened his eyes He looked for some head I slept like a child However they sleep Until I woke up To My father on me I didn’t understand But I felt sudden dread I started to scream I pounded my head So with his hand He covered my mouth To silence his guilt And cover my shouts His hand on my mouth I bit down hard His blood in my mouth My blood on the bed My Mother sleeps deep Her eyes shut she turns away her head I pray for a deep sleep Like my mother’s A deep sleep That protects me From my father’s Thin sleep My only hope Is to sleep To sleep with the dead To kill his demons That live in my head |
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Reader's comments on this article Add a new comment on this article | from verylonelygirl Friday, March 04, 2005 - 13:36 (Agree/Disagree?) I am glad to see that I am not the only female who is willing to admit her father molested her. I know it happened more than just Moshu and I. I know that is probably the most difficult thing to admit, that your own father could do such a thing to his daughter. But my mother wasn't sleeping. She was there watching it happen. She was part of it knowingly. I am so sorry for your pain. I understand it deeply. Be good to yourself. (reply to this comment)
| from Bella Wednesday, March 02, 2005 - 17:29 (Agree/Disagree?) Damn, that is so sad. (reply to this comment)
| from question Wednesday, March 02, 2005 - 16:42 (Agree/Disagree?) Did you write this? Is this about you or just a general experience in the family? (reply to this comment)
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