Abuse Poem

I was abused at an early age of 5. When I was 5 I found out my sister was abused too she was 12 at the time. The day I wrote this poem I gave it to my husband to read. He cried as he said that he never really understood the pain of the victim until that moment. This seemed to help me deal with the pain in a new way. I could finally talk about it freely with him.

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© Angielogie

Published: May 2011

The Little Girl Lay So Still

The little girl lay so still
While you crept into her bed
She pretended not to notice you
While she sang into her head

She sang about the sun
She sang about the bees
She sang about her mummy
While you parted her little knees

You promised her a puppy
Some sweeties and a doll
You promised her the world
You promised her it all

You told her she was daddy's girl
Yet you treated her so bad
You took away her smile
And the childhood she never had

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