This was not a personal experience, but expressions for a friend. My hope is that you will find some healing from words written for another's experience.
SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY
(Her perpetrator was sleeping in my bed!)
Ugh! How could I not know?
I loved him; I confided in him.
He played me like a fool.
When I expressed my concerns, he acted real cool.
It was candy that kept her quiet.
I was my daughter’s mother;
I should have been the first to know.
It was not a mere stranger, but her father.
I must have been drugged
Because I was always aware
Of her surroundings and for my little girl.
Hateful I feel for not being there.
My daughter was being hurt;
I was not able to help her.
Thank God for the day
When I found him and saved her.
Full of rage and hatred,
I wanted to hang him from a nail.
But we ran for our lives not knowing what to do.
Because of his sin, he now sits in jail.
Now we are free, forgiving,
And learning everything new.
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Reprinted from Finding Purpose after Abuse