No Forgiveness Deserved

With everything that has been in the news whether whole truth or partial truth because lets face it who the hell knows what to believe anymore in the media, I find myself fuming. 

There are two subjects that hit me hardest and that is: Abuse and Child Molesters (Rapists, Pedophiles, whatever the hell it’s the same damn category)……..

As I am not a violent person I cannot begin to describe how it upsets me when people that have done these things get away with it. Some of you may think I am crazy for saying this but I believe in capital punishment especially for child molesters, rapists, etc. 

I sit here and I try to type and cannot even think clearly because it bothers me so. Not only did I endure abuse but I was molested too by a man I wish was dead. Many people out there have their stories and yet no amount of therapy and no amount of support can ever take those memories away. 

Forgiveness is so easily thrown into sentences, forgiveness to go on, forgiveness not necessarily for the perpetrator but for yourself so you can move on. Advice greatly appreciated. I’m still not able to forgive. I cannot forgive what still haunts me.

I want to tell any of you that have been abused or molested/raped that it is not your fault. You have to make sure you keep telling yourself that. 

This is harder than I thought writing on this. I’m sorry. If any of you are still haunted just know that someone somewhere out there cares. I do. I care. I may be a stranger but we all have our stories. 

For all you abusers and child molesters out there I hope you all fucking rot. Capital punishment in the form of public hanging should never have been outlawed because people like yourselves who abuse and molest/rape people deserve to die and deserve no forgiveness. I’m not sorry for stating this. I’m speaking on behalf of survivors!!!! 

 

 

 

 

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Mist

To walk into a room empty with space and time still 

No laughter no movement just numbness 

A mist upon the air I walk through

Reaching for a hand that is not mine nor there

I breathe deeply and fall slowly through the floor

The sound resonates with me as it all disappears

Trapped in a time capsule in my mind I stare 

Sheets of bright light float around my body as echos whisper

Hold on I tell myself as I’m in a trance listening

The mist lifts me closer to the light away from what