Pedo Poems
Trauma
by Raven,Luna,Ace Bailey
In the depths of night, shadows dance and play,
Echoes of a nightmare's twisted sway.
A sharp intake of breath, a surge of dread,
PTSD's grip clutches, fills me with lead.
A male's touch, a whisper's breath,
It transports me back, to the brink of death.
Fear's icy fingers trace my trembling skin,
As horrors resurface, where they've always been.
......
Trauma
by Raven,Luna,Ace Bailey
In the depths of night, shadows dance and play,
Echoes of a nightmare's twisted sway.
A sharp intake of breath, a surge of dread,
PTSD's grip clutches, fills me with lead.
A male's touch, a whisper's breath,
It transports me back, to the brink of death.
Fear's icy fingers trace my trembling skin,
As horrors resurface, where they've always been.
......
