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DAVID, AGAINST GOLIATH.
Unexpected.
But I suspected,
the heat of the iron fist,
shoved right
down my throat.
The fear, hidden
in my eyes.
Swallow hard,
I’ll face you,
this time..
Stand, as my
scalp burns,
into a numb tickle.
Just a little boy,
who shouldn’t have
stood against a man,
as prideful as you.
For strength,
I steal glances
at the huddled form,
I once called 'mother'.
I was, but David, against
Goliath, yet I was still ready
To face him,
For her.
But I suspected,
the heat of the iron fist,
shoved right
down my throat.
The fear, hidden
in my eyes.
Swallow hard,
I’ll face you,
this time..
Stand, as my
scalp burns,
into a numb tickle.
Just a little boy,
who shouldn’t have
stood against a man,
as prideful as you.
For strength,
I steal glances
at the huddled form,
I once called 'mother'.
I was, but David, against
Goliath, yet I was still ready
To face him,
For her.
Published 1st Aug 2024
Author's Note
I blamed the man, but really, it was the mother who failed. I just don't have the heart to shame her, though no worries, she does it enough herself.
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2nd Aug 2024 00:05am
Sorry you had to go through that. I hope you're in a safe place now.
You wrote the experience very clearly, it was quite riveting
You wrote the experience very clearly, it was quite riveting
