Fear Struck Tonight

Memories of a sexually abused child

A small girl lay on her bed
Feeling fear; nothing said
A single teddy is her friend
Just when will it ever end

The single bed in the room
The light shines in from the moon
She looks out her bedroom door
Waiting for fear; horror more

The darkness is all around
She makes not a sound
She feels safe; the door is closed
Nobody but her really knows

She shuts the door out of fear
Her father is close and near
She hopes the door will keep him out
She can do nothing; she cannot shout

Every night she lives in pain
For tonight it may happen again
A noise makes her hyper alert
She crumples; forever hurt

Every night is the same
What does this all really mean
She looks out at the light
A sound gives another fright

She thinks that she is all alone
But she knows now; as she has grown
That there are many with this fear
Many hold this vision near

The memory is here again
Fear strikes; round the bend
Many years from her life
Living horror; living strife

She feels like she is in the room
Twenty years past; it is not soon
The memory is eternally there
But he lives on without a care.