Category:  Sad Poems
Subcategory: Abuse Poems

Votes: 136
Rating: 4.47

This little girl is...me. I am now 27 and I have a beautiful daughter and son. I couldn't imagine anything like this happening to my children. Because it hurts so bad and scars you forever. I have had 2 step-dads that have done wrong to me. No matter how much time passes it always stays with you.

Please Don't Hurt Me

©Natasha Jordan

Scared and alone a sad little girl cries herself to sleep,
No hand to hold, no one to tell so alone at night she'd weep.

Tears falling down her nine year old face,
she felt so unloved, she felt out of place,
She told all her secrets to her pillowcase.

See there was a man much older than she,
He was suppose to be in love and married to her mommy.

But her mom would leave and while she was out of the house,
He would sneak around quiet as a mouse.

He would find that lonely little girl,
And ruin her entire world.

And when he was through he'd look her in the eye,
And say "if you say a word your brothers and mom will die."

So she kept that secret through all of the years,
She spent her time crying all of the tears.

That man got away with all that he did,
Trying to make a woman out of a little kid.

She never told her mom but one day,
Her mom read it in a journal she had, had hidden away.

She talked to her mom and they tried to make him pay,
For all of the years he had taken away.

So that little girl answered questions day after day,
Of all the things he would do and say.

One thing after another, time after time,
She had to relive all of this in her mind.

But there wasn't enough hard evidence to make the case last,
After all of the years that had come and passed.

So the man had to register as a sex offender for a couple of years,
For making that little girl cry all of those tears.

She paid more than he did and still does to this day,
For now she has a daughter she can hardly let play.

Because what that man did scarred her like a knife,
She feels like less of a woman, and feels like he stole her life.

Every once in awhile she swears she sees his face,
At a store, a station, just any place.

And it is enough to send a chill to the bone,
Will he hurt me again, will he follow me home?

After you went through misery like that,
You can never have your normal life back.

You think about it sometimes, you know he's still there,
You wonder if he will come and get you, you have to live with that fear.

Once you have been violated in such a way,
You can't help but think he'll still get you one day.

No matter how safe you are, or what anyone has said,
He could be gone from this earth, but he's forever in your head.

6/11/05

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