I happened to read about the girl in a box , Colleen Stan recently and her story really shook me. I tried to imagine myself in such a situation and find it impossible to sound optimistic , so honest I'm being.
I hope you really do get this.
But I am pretty sure he will tear this up.
Another one of his psychological games.
I don’t really know my name
Not anymore
Like before
Objects don’t need names
That is insane!
But I was a person once before
Used to hate my life
For being so normal.
Perfect parents
Enough income
Boring lifestyle
I wish I could get back to that life
haha
He penetrates me everyday
Tearing parts of me for himself
My flesh fully exposed
My limbs chained to the ground
I am his slave now.
He let me escape once
I think 5 years back?
Could be months too
Hell is always for eternity.
I was out in his front yard
Naked except for my cuffs
Unused to all the sunlight
And freedom of my limbs
My starved body wouldn’t move
Shivering in terror
I was almost thankful
when he came with his stun gun
And told me he always knew I couldn’t do it.
Why am I saying all this to you?
Please take my baby
And raise her well.
I can’t be a mother
From the bowels of hell.
A powerful and stark poem which does the prompt justice
ReplyDeleteWow! So alive! Such Hell. Humans are the only animals that treat each other this way. May your poem bring many new visibility, new hope, new life.
ReplyDeleteThis is so hard hitting in its entirety and must have been difficult to write. Certainly well penned.
ReplyDeleteOh, you have painted a very realistic image of what one twisted person can do to another. The most poignant lines: please take my baby. I cant be a mother from the bowels of hell. This poem has enormous impact.
ReplyDeletePlease take my baby...incredible. Powerful and thought provoking write.
ReplyDeleteWell that is a graphic picture you painted. Sadly your fiction is so true and largely ignored. You are a human but sorry to say that doesn't mean you get humane treatment, as they are a foul race of animals and have been for millenia.
ReplyDeletewow I have seen the movie recently. You absolutely nailed this horrific ordeal of this hell
ReplyDeleteOh so sad!
ReplyDeleteIt is a cruel world... that is what I kept thinking about while reading your poem. A powerful poem. I just wish it had been fiction...
ReplyDeleteStark and haunting, Samyuktha. Well done.
ReplyDeleteSo terrible theme...
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ReplyDeleteHumans are capable of such real life horrors, they make many popular fictitious horrors seem quaint.
ReplyDeleteYou made this situation and person come alive for me. "Hell is always for eternity" is such a powerful line.
ReplyDeleteI had to google the name.. and really a terrifying story... how somebody can do anything like this is beyond me...
ReplyDeleteWhat horror to have to endure... Your poem is a powerfully chilling, especially since it is based on reality.
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