Beauty & The Feast Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

The man once told me:
'Take my hand, child, and everything will be okay.
And, if you let me touch you, all of your demons will fade away.'

He said:
'Here; try this stuff,
It will make you feel great.'

And I didn't see room,
or reason to debate.

The Man Said:
'Don't worry, my child;
Oh God, how you feel,
And Oh God how you look,
In those five-inch high heels.'

He said:
'Relax, my child!
Only for tonight,
Just for tonight, my child,
You are the cake's icing delight! '

The Man Said:
'Flying high, my child;
This is the way!
And, only with your body,
Mind,
Pride,
And soul,
Shall you pay,
—And perhaps with your sanity, '
He says with a grin
And then, it moves forward:
The torture begins.

He said:
'Lay down, my child
Don't you dare say a word,
Because I promise you this;
Your screams won't be heard! '

So, I do lie down.
I do obey.
And he is on point;
With my sanity, I do pay.

I dream of saying stop.
I want to scream, 'NO! '
But I can't seem to speak.
I just whisper, too low.

As he puts his hand
Over my mouth
I try to scream
And I try to shout!

I want to run fast
I dream of escape,
But my body and mind,
He takes, and he rapes.

Now, he turns into
Something eviler—
A beast
And now he sits down,
And prepares for the feast.

I close my eyes,
I swallow hard
I just keep thinking;
How did it EVER go this far?

I feel like a schoolgirl,
He seems like a teacher.
In a distorted world,
Where the devil's the preacher!

I'm not sure;
How much is my fault?
Was it rape? Or was it willing?
I don't know what to call it.

So confused, I was then—
So weak, naive', I was the one
I was just a child
I was vulnerable
I was young

The torture was awful,
The games were so sick.
In all of my life—
I never dreamed I would pick,
A place of such trouble
A kingdom so unsafe
An unwanted fantasy
That I still can't escape today

Everyday,
Again and again,
In my mind they are living;
The visions won't end

But, I stand today,
I stand up, and I say;
YOU were the predator—
And I was your prey!

Because you were the monster
That I must kill
And I know that I—
Now have the strength
And the will

I wave a hand
As I sigh with relief
I've freed myself now—
Yes, I've slain The Beast!

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