Just a little family fun

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An expression of trauma experienced in Oour childhood.
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Prologue
This writing is an expression from Oour childhood and the catalyst for the Kink that now heals Uus. Though this experience is dark, Survivng has filled Uus with deep Gratitude for Oour freedom, Oour strength and the comforting embrace of the tool once used to break Uus: Pain.

Should the writing confuse, check out our writing: How to read Oour shit.

This Shit be fierce. Triggers for days. "..Watch Yo'self."
___

We're
In
This
Shit
Together
Yeah?
No capitulation for politically wise
Specimens..Politics are a civil woman's game.
Have no stake in 'building' a Name
It's just me
I'm just 'Out'
Maybe into the Shame..
Underneath..
in the dark..
at the deep end of Pain.
Rubbed into the grain,
Little Seine,
Pulling rein
Till I snap and flutter..
like train..
We're insane.

Wonder why..
Where'd it come from..
What's this crack in my brain..

It Begins
Shaitaan ka Bachcha, Namaste.
Some girls are free.
Some girls pay.

ۥ>

Obey
"Yes. Right away."
"Little girl, you stay."
"Yes Daddy. Okay."
"I'ma show you my way."
"..just as you say."
"Know how to play?"
"Like yesterday.."
"Good Girl gets an A."

Then she bends to lay
Bare skin on display
Little flush in her face
Little innocence splayed
Click, click, Boom

shift
Raise up..

Move!
Push her out of the way.
"Don't hurt her today!"
Will he listen or sway?
Beat You outta the way?
Make You hear out his "Say"?
Swear to leave though he'll stay?

..Take you in her place?

Please Daddy, love me
Spit his cra in your face?
Who knows and cares?
You just a shadow
In his Dead Man's race.

Grinning wide
Catch his Anger
Take his fists while she run
Watch your back.
None beside you.
Where's he carry his gun?

When he pop
I'm on top
Just some Family Fun.
Pussy drip
(for)
Daddy's whip.
Be Bad so..
"..Run, Sissy run!"

Whiplash: bruised in Singularity Black.
Evidence of Penance
in the stripes on our back.

Run n hide
he don't see 'em
hear him calling their names.
"If they squeal?
somehow reveal.."
"..then we forfeit the game."

Oh God..Be quiet
Round 2 rings
mother's screams
Baby brother's
Bad Dreams:
Standing by while she flails
while he beats and she wails.

Boy is breaking
Can't stand still
While his "..Mommy!.." is Cryin'.
Little fool in the open
Daddy's already eyein'.

Help him run
Jump the gun
"Hey Asshole, Nobody's Buying!"
he take you
beat ya blue
"..True, but the boy will stop crying."

Girl is strong
All day long
Tells boy, "Hey, I'm never frightened."
"When he talks, Our mind walks. See? My armor is heightened."

"When he hit, we just spit it out
then shake to appease..
In The Mind
Never blind
Never claim his disease."

Woe is Wwe..Could not see..The beast he'd chain inside of Mme.
Grinning wide
Catch his Anger
Take his fists while he run
Watch your back.
None beside you.
Where's he carry his gun?

When he pop
I'm on top
Just some Family Fun.
Pussy drip
(for)
Daddy's whip.
Be Mad so..
"..Run, Brother run!"

Everything slows down...
Must We See this..?
Must we look here..?
Must Wwe picture her face?
Must we feel again
her choosing him,
the madness he chased?

We meant to cry
that she'd comply?
Make us orbit his Space?
No need
No tears
We leave her here
Where she suffers his hate.

Him-is-she-is-them-is-we:
Family Co-Dependency.
Daddy's pedigree,
ASPD, BPD, PTSD...
Stir it all up good with some heavy J.C...

"..sighs "Not him again.."
Lost soul she was
swimming in his sea..
of Genuine,
Bona-fide,
Impenetrable Crazy.

"I have so little power..."
"..mom, he gave you a choice.
You can suffer, the martyr
or Leave. Find your Voice ..."

Silence..
her answer.
Silent..
she remains.
'Less she's reading his script
Or espousing his pain.

Hear the choking
Hear her screams
Watch her splitting at the seams
Noise is horrid! Knock her out!
"Kill that bitch or shut her mouth!"
Gotta stop it..Gotta end..
"Hey Psycho! Look at me again..."

Grinning wide
Catch his Anger
Take his fists while she run
Watch your back.
Naught behind you.
Where's he carry his gun?

When he pop
I'm on top
Just some Family Fun.
Pussy drip
(for)
Daddy's whip.
Be 'Had' so..
"..mommy can run."

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