The Games We Play

today I remember the games

I was young

you played hard
a big man molesting a toddler

pinning me under a blanket 

till I couldn't breathe

I hated it

scratching at the floor

try to get away

couldn't breathe

can't breathe

my chest hurting

as you pinned me down

with your knee

I screamed

you beat me

you beat me till I stopped screaming

I learnt from a young age

to take my abuse

to entertain you

and to take it with a smile

to play the game

because entertaining you

was more important

than my bruised ribs

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