My Childhood Friend Poem by Melissa Stevens

All alone, in a empty house
Where is my parents?
Looking around the house seems dead maybe just like me
When I was growing up, always getting abused and rape
That word shivers up to my skinny spine, I don't recall having any friends or anyone to sit by me
But guys would walk up to me, steering up trouble
Laughing at me, taking advantage of me
A sea of problems, but don't recall getting any help

I can't remember anything about my parents, why the house is empty just like a circus
A passion of hate, every time I go to the circus
Flashbacks those bad times at the circus
I still get rape there by clowns and lowlifes
Unspeakable things that haunts you every night

Anyways I have no memory how I got up in attic, dusky, dusty things
I look down, there's a old photo of me when I was a little girl
With some kid holding hands, a shadow past by the photo
I keep looking around, still seeing pictures of me with that kid at the circus and stuff that I got from the circus
What's going on here?

Someone walking in, hearing some foot steps
Turning around, seeing a mysterious guy
Do you nor remember me?
Are you that kid in the photos?
You thought you could get away from me, aren't you still having nightmares about me at that circus
It's a dead carnival without you there with me

It used to be happy full with people and their kids
Riding on rides, eating good food
But now, it's becoming dark and scary
Nobody doesn't want to enter but some of people are still there
But can't find the exit or a way out
We need you, I need you

I took a step back, I can't
Where were you when I needing help
My whole body is blazing with scars, it'a all your fault
Just leave me now, I rather be myself than some loser
And where is my parents?

They went to circus, working there but they need your help
They're a mess without you, please come with me and I'm sorry
I did wanted to help you but I couldn't
I wasn't allowed to leave unless you stop going
I'm here to take you back, I always love you since I was a little kid

I walk up to him, when I'm with you
I could trust you with anything, I did develop some feelings for you
But when I was growing up, trying to forget and move on my life
I took a deep breath, I love you too
You're always nice to me, taking care of me and protecting me every time I go
He pull my hair back, looking deep into my brown eyes
Would you marry me?