There is a song that my mother is humming.
Which is a sign that my uncle is coming.
My smile disappears and eyes turn wide.
As I look from side to side.
I look for places to hide myself.
The furniture is too small that I wish to turn into an elf.
“Run Away! Run Away! ” my mind screams.
My nightmare’s Now have a human version and that is not just a dream.
He will touch me at places and kiss me everywhere.
He does it everytime when no one is there.
I feel so adulterated and unclean.
When he looks at those parts of mine that should not be seen.
I go through an unbearable pain everytime.
But I cant tell anyone as I feel that I am the one who committed crime.
He tortures me and tells me to not to tell anyone.
Or else he would shoot my family with his gun.
I stay quiet and let that happen to me.
And make myself ready as there is more to show and much to see.
Sorry, I have to leave my poem at running .
As, my uncle is coming.