THE BOOGIEMAN Many many years agoWhen I was very young,The darkness always frightened meI felt so very numb.To me you were the boogiemanWaiting for your prey,Somehow you got me to believeThat you loved me in your own way.How could you be the boogiemanBut in the daytime be my dad,Treat me with love and tendernessBut at night you were cold as ice.You often said it was somethingThat dad's did with their little girls,You wanted me to believe it normMy head was in a whirl..As a teen I knew it wasn't rightBut I was too afraid to tell,You knew that and took advantageYou put me through that hell.Only I knew you as the boogiemanTo everyone else you were my dad,Someone who was so wonderfulBut to me you made me sad.My dreams were turned into nightmaresThat haunt me to this day,I was so afraid to sleep at nightTo God oh how I prayed.I would cringe whenever we were aloneYou would pull my pubic hairs,And make me cry and scream in painYou laughed, you didn't care."No!! Please stop!!" is what I saidBut you laughed and did it some more,As an adult, I know it turned you onMy heart is what you tore.The question why I'll never knowBecause you can only sit and stare,You're not that Boogieman anymoreBut all those memories I still can't bare.Whenever I come and visit youEven though you are old and gray,In your eyes I look and see the pastOh how it haunts me to this day.Yes, that boogieman is gone nowHe can't hurt me anymore,Only the memories I have, so daunting,In my mind forever stored.written by Mary G.
