I just turned sixteen.
And I will never know what it means to be a sweet sixteen.
'Cause ten years already, I swim
In this vast ocean of bitterness.
Hatred burning deep inside of me.
Tearing my heart apart.
Ten years to the day, I just turned six.
And that which I already thought was mine to give
Was forcefully snatched away
By one so close I can barely believe.
I screamed.
I cried.
I called.
I fought.
No one heard.
No one came.
No one cared.
So of course, cruel savagery won.
I wasn't saved.
Now on your hallowed seats you call me loose.
Brazen and brash, a wanton nymph.
Noses turned up and eyes averted
You speak of me in terms unfit for even dogs.
I couldn't care less.
Over the years, I've learnt to depend on no one but me.
As time crawls by
My body blooms
Hope dies
My mind shrivels
The pain ripens
The agony deepens
Raw pain engraved on my soul in stark relief
I simply mark time.
My screams are down to whimpers.
My shouts nothing but whispers.
My tears dried out to trickles.
Only one thing I nurture.
The bitterness within.
The quest for revenge.
The thirst for vengeance.
Today I turn sixteen.
This same body you abused, is coming back for you.
The embers will never smoulder.
They will glow.
First, like a beacon of hope
To draw you in.
Then it will shine like a lighthouse
Calling you home.
Definitely it will burn.
Like the very fires of hell.
It's flames will lick your sinner's soul.
It's heat will scorch your miserable manhood.
This fire will burn.
Till you are charred to ashes.
And feel a bit of my ten-year hell.
Only then will I rest.
Today I turn sixteen.
And I will never be sweet.
So you better watch out.
'Cause I am coming for you.
