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The eyes of Markus

Two young boys face down
on a cold stone floor
it's the first time for me
Markus has been here before
he lies next to me
close enough to touch
never been this scared
never this much
two priestly demons
in dark black robes
move up from behind
what happens next
shatters my mind
the pain is immense
burning and hot
i hang onto sanity
with all that i've got
strangled cries
ripped from my soul
small body twisted
in a desperate roll
turning my head
i see his eyes
somehow stopping
both time and space
Markus is with me
in this horrible place
his eyes warm and clear
bear no trace
of pain or fear
pulling me in
into his light
carry me Markus
through this dark night
they ravage his body
he makes not a sound
i can't find in me
the strength he has found
as the pain peaks
it's all too much
then in the dark
i feel a touch
as markus whispers
he grasps my hand
hold on Kodi
we make a stand
the pain seems to last
all through the night
then in the stained glass
tinted morning light
i hear a voice say
bring the black boy
he is up and away
i've not seen Markus
since that terrible night
but lately when i wake
and stifle my cries
i still remember the light
i found in his eyes
PoetryNEmotion · F Best Comment
*softly* I am sorry for what those bastards did to the both of you. Marcus has peace now. This poem is real and severe and the beauty is that you are a fine, young man who cares about others despite being abused like this. I cherish you, Kodi. And I love you. And I always will. Thank you for finding the courage to post this real life story. *polar bear hugssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss* And love.
kodiac · 22-25, M
@PoetryNEmotion Thank you,i treasure our friendship.Back then i convinced myself they just let Markus go but i know now it didn't work that way.🤗
@kodiac You are sweet and kind and strong and so much more. You convinced yourself because you needed to. I cannot believe no one has commented upon your posting. I think they are all virus-obsessed or sex-obsessed. I love you. That's the way.


 
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