Secret's Out

Sat, 12/07/2013 - 12:29 -- jess8

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First day rallies as I shuffle into my seat

Sitting studying the first person I meet

 

Your tall and kind, your eyes are soft

But I hold back and resent potential cost

 

In the early year, your knowledge inspires growth

I’m lit aflame with a scorching desire to learn and know

 

I’m in a trance, the education is like a drug

The more I learn, the more power injected in my blood

 

You come beside me and encourage me on

My biggest advocate my best friend so I thought

 

Yet hours of tutoring and talking together

Starts tipping too far as chords begin to sever

 

Initial trust slowly turns to defeat

After school talks hint treachery

 

Your smile at me is different from the rest

It implies desire and depravity at best

 

Your carnality seeps in through your glances

I’m no longer the underdog with best chances

 

I’ve turned into an object of your most sinful affection

What happened teacher, I thought of you as perfection

 

My leader my inspiration my comrade my commitment

Turned to immoral decay, uncontrolled depraved addiction

 

You’ve threatened me to tell not a person

Yet the guilty flee when no one pursues them

 

You are the master of your own demise

And I wait in freedom, as you babble your hideous lies

 

Pathetic. That’s all you are.

Liar. You’ve gone too far.

 

You once told me that; “The truth would set me free”

So here it is Mr. Jeckyls- you molested me. 

 

 

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