Sad Voice


A sad voice
Young, too young
Drenched in pain
Swelling with it
Echoes from the bottom
Of his own soul
Alone, lonely
Aching to love
Anxious to please
Lost in confusion
Wants to be held
Not in the way he has been
But desperate for anything
Speaks words of obedience
Submission
To someone not worthy of the words
When he says
With all his pain, sadness, confusion
"Yes, Daddy."


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It hurt a lot, but thank you for telling me finally, my tiny man, my hero.

Scot

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