Rape Poem
When I was 4-7 years old I was being raped. I tried to tell someone but they thought I was just crying wolf. Those things that had happened wrecked my childhood. I was scared of everything and everyone, and I hated myself for letting it happen. But I realized deep down inside, I had the strength to end it all.
They Can No Longer Hurt Me
©
Sabrina Child
Blood boiled in every vain,
Like a flicker in every flame.
Tears streaming from my eyes,
Cause my life is built on lies.
Over powered by my fears,
So I kept quiet for many years.
The secrets tore me up inside.
With a twisted mind and arms atied
They took their turns,
So I buried the burns.
I grew up thinking it was my fault.
My fault for every rape, and every assault.
Those dark memories still haunt my brain,
And still I feel I'm the one to blame.
Every night I lie awake,
Wondering how much I can take.
If only someone would have listened,
To the screams and to the pleads.
Maybe I could have ended it all,
And still be able to stand tall.
But enough's enough.
Tonight I will stay tough
And maybe for once they will see
That they can no longer hurt me.
Like a flicker in every flame.
Tears streaming from my eyes,
Cause my life is built on lies.
Over powered by my fears,
So I kept quiet for many years.
The secrets tore me up inside.
With a twisted mind and arms atied
They took their turns,
So I buried the burns.
I grew up thinking it was my fault.
My fault for every rape, and every assault.
Those dark memories still haunt my brain,
And still I feel I'm the one to blame.
Every night I lie awake,
Wondering how much I can take.
If only someone would have listened,
To the screams and to the pleads.
Maybe I could have ended it all,
And still be able to stand tall.
But enough's enough.
Tonight I will stay tough
And maybe for once they will see
That they can no longer hurt me.
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from that point on I was and am broken.. but I'm strong like you and I know he cant hurt me any more
kristy Submitted Feb 2009
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Brandi Submitted Jan 2010
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Your poem is really good.
Kyndal Submitted Mar 2010
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Lauren,Tn Submitted Feb 2011
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Jennie, Denver Submitted Mar 2011
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Jasmine, Milwaukee Submitted Oct 2011
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Breanna,Dallas Submitted Mar 2012
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Kristy- You have the power to end it. I didn't believe that I did, but I stood up for what was right and came out the winner.
Brandi- Please don't blame yourself, for it is NOT your fault. Unfortunately we do not have the power over other people or their actions. Stay strong.
Kyndal- I am proud of you for telling your mom. And thank you so much for saying you enjoyed my poem. I hope it gave you at least a little bit of strength. Just know their are MANY of us who end up going through this.
Sabrina, Okanagan Submitted Mar 2012
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Lauren- I'm so happy to hear that you stood up for your little girl. I would've lost it also. And when it comes to facing the prick I hope you get the answers you are looking for. Let me know if you get your auto BI published. I would love to read it.
Jennie- I'm so sorry. I walked in on my dad raping my mom. So in a way I can relate. I hope your okay, and able to overcome it all.
Jasmine- Your words are so encouraging. Pretty much like you said, he might have taken something from you, but he will never be able to steal your faith, or spirit. God Bless.
Breanna- I'm so FN happy that that guy got what he deserved!! I'm proud of you for having the courage to tell someone. Its better to let it out than bottle it up inside.
I am so proud of all of you for overcoming this horrible event in your lives. Stay strong girls!! <3
Sabrina, Okanagan Submitted Mar 2012
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Destiney, Charlotte Submitted Mar 2012
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Shae, SA Submitted 6/22/2012
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Ariel Submitted 10/2/2012
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Thank you for sharing this poem
Kelcie, Kentucky Submitted 10/5/2012
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Las Vegas, Nevada Submitted 1/24/2013
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