A letter from my kidnapper

Chick

Trust the process

That's what they say

But what they don't know

Is when nights turn to day

 

When the rain starts to pour 

And there's no more fish in the sea

When all I wanted

Was just to be free

 

3 weeks turned to months

The months turned to another year

Sitting here warm

But shivering in fear

 

All hope was lost

In a world so cold

The shadows grew dark

Just doing what I'm told

 

My mom would cry

I'd see on the news

My dad made vigils

While I got abused

 

They tried their hardest 

But the dust got thicker 

The walls were plain white

And the light bulbs would flicker

 

My mattress was stained 

He wanted me as a wife

But as my chains would clang together

I would try to remember my old life

 

I escaped through a gate 

With an open so I peak

I panted for breath

As I ran faster I felt my life becoming less bleak

 

No more blood lost

More food on the table

Although everything was better

I still panic when I see a cable

 

I remembered the dark room

With the white walls

Where the mattress was stained

Where water never falls

 

Where I was forced to be his

Where he took my light

Where I had no more hope

And no more fight

 

I'm in therapy now

She says I'm getting better

But I will never forget the days

the man sent me the letter

 

“I miss you”

It said the words were small

“I'll meet you in heaven"

I got lightheaded so I pulled over a stool


"Me and you"

It read but my mouth was dry

“We will be together again”

“But for now I shall bid you goodbye”

 

My hands were shaking

A feared look on my face

I gulped seeing more

My heart began to race

 

“A train will come at midnight tonight”

“I will lye on the tracks so they don't catch me my dear”

“I love you” the man said

And the words still linger in my ear

 

 

  • Author: Chick (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 30th, 2021 14:39
  • Comment from author about the poem: PLEASE NOTE: this is just a short story only half of these events are based on Natasha kampusch true crime case
  • Category: Short story
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Comments2

  • FredPeyer

    A haunting and mesmerizing poem, evangalinefrances, so well written. You expressed the horror, fear, and maybe a little bit of hope very well. The ending is stunning. Kudos

  • heatherbee

    Scary to read but just had to carry on very good.



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