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Eternal Sleep
A burning passion
An internal rage
A wounded animal
Chained in a cage
Purplish bruises
Outlined her smooth skin
She cowered afraid
As the pain burned within
A fist ..........
An internal rage
A wounded animal
Chained in a cage
Purplish bruises
Outlined her smooth skin
She cowered afraid
As the pain burned within
A fist ..........
Letting Go Of Papa's Hands
A little beer, vodka, whiskey
or rum
made Papa a little numb
He undressed me with eyes
and inside,
the little girl died
He showed me what love is not
Promised ..........
or rum
made Papa a little numb
He undressed me with eyes
and inside,
the little girl died
He showed me what love is not
Promised ..........
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Dear Mother And Father
Dear mother and father
I am up in the clouds floating in the sky
I wish to know is he ok, my brother
For I can't see him I am up too high
Mommy, I know you can't see me
For I am ..........
I am up in the clouds floating in the sky
I wish to know is he ok, my brother
For I can't see him I am up too high
Mommy, I know you can't see me
For I am ..........
Story
When I said no
You didn't listen
This was ages ago
You told me I would glisten
You would never believe
All the nightmares,
that won't leave.
All the shedded tears
My ..........
You didn't listen
This was ages ago
You told me I would glisten
You would never believe
All the nightmares,
that won't leave.
All the shedded tears
My ..........
Poem About My Past Sexual Abuse, Never Will Be
the cold cuts through me-
bloody and deep.
I want to get warm,
but all I can do is sit and weep.
you left me broken and hurt
and feeling depressed.
I said I was sorry and I love ..........
bloody and deep.
I want to get warm,
but all I can do is sit and weep.
you left me broken and hurt
and feeling depressed.
I said I was sorry and I love ..........
Pain And Trauma Of Abuse, Who's Listening?
Who's listening to the young child’s teardrops fall to the ground?...
from the pain...the fear...& the torment she endures each day?
Who feels the emptiness in the young child’s ..........
Who's listening to the young child’s teardrops fall to the ground?...
from the pain...the fear...& the torment she endures each day?
Who feels the emptiness in the young child’s ..........
Abused By Foster Parents
why did it happen to me
why did it have to be
Know all I see is blood running down my feet
marks all over me
crawling for air as if there is something to spare
doesn't anyone ..........
why did it have to be
Know all I see is blood running down my feet
marks all over me
crawling for air as if there is something to spare
doesn't anyone ..........
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Happiness In The Pain
A girl stormed out of her house one night,
After her and her mother had had another fight,
"She does not understand me, She does not know."
Each thought she had was another blow.
She ..........
After her and her mother had had another fight,
"She does not understand me, She does not know."
Each thought she had was another blow.
She ..........
The Battle Rages On
I suffer day and night
To her twisted delight
10 years of my life
Since this man took a new wife
She pretends she doesn't know
Even though the bruises show
I suffer day and ..........
To her twisted delight
10 years of my life
Since this man took a new wife
She pretends she doesn't know
Even though the bruises show
I suffer day and ..........
The Man I Call Dad
Sometimes I wish I had a chance to play ball with the man I came to call dad
The bottle of vodka stares him right in the face
The bottle he's come to adore
I know his time is limited ..........
Sometimes I wish I had a chance to play ball with the man I came to call dad
The bottle of vodka stares him right in the face
The bottle he's come to adore
I know his time is limited ..........
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