The distorted truth I told
In fear of your rejection and reproof...
How to tell the one you love
That you gladly committed incest?
It began as sexual harrassment
then continuous ****.
That is a truth!
But eventually the act was pleasurable,
Though it might be deemed
As a syndrome due to abuse...
But truth remains
That eventually I grew fond of the act.
I should have been responsible of my emotions.
I am guilty of them.
Now tell me, how then can I hate him?
When I too am responsible.
You say am kind because
I don't hate him,
But truth is
I am a beast.
Despicable!
I hate my self
For falling prey
and eventually becoming a masochist!
Irregardless of who started it...
I could have stopped it.
I shouldn't have followed him.
Shouldn't have allowed to be in the same space.
Should have used a different route.
Should have known how to fight.
Should have had the strength.
But alas, that is my story
And one which I will not tell fully...