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I was sexually abused by my blood dad when I was just 12 years old. The coward not only sexually abused me but my older sister too. The sexual abuse went on for 2 years and I stood quiet. I...

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Before I Sleep, I Cry


Published by Family Friend Poems May 2008 with permission of the Author.

I don't like to sit upon your lap
and cuddle close to you
I don't like it when you touch me
and do the things you do,
I know I shouldn't do it,
although I don't know why,
but every time it happens,
before I sleep, I cry.

Don't tell me that its all my fault,
or that I'm the one to blame,
because I am just a little girl,
and I can't share your shame,
Don't smack me when I'm not naughty,
and don't watch me get undressed,
Don't let me see you without your clothes,
And when it's time for bed PLEASE LET ME REST!!!

Soon it will be time to go,
And mum won't let you near me,
Then when I give a cry for help,
Someone will be there to hear me,
I'll be glad when I don't have to stay here,
Then you'll leave me alone,
I'll be glad when I'm a big girl,
and then I can take a bath on my own!!!!!!

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  • Jacqueline Santander by Jacqueline Santander
  • 7 years ago

I was sexually abused by my blood dad when I was just 12 years old. The coward not only sexually abused me but my older sister too. The sexual abuse went on for 2 years and I stood quiet. I decided to say something, and now I'm at peace! He's not in my life, and I have been going to counseling, which has helped me a lot. And thanks to my mom's support, I can finally say it doesn't hurt as much...

  • Dymomd by Dymomd
  • 9 years ago

This poem made me cry. I have been sexually abused by my two older brothers since I was 8. I'm now 19 and the abuse is still going on. I try to get help but no one seems to want to listen until it's too late

  • Natalie by Natalie, Rochester Ny
  • 9 years ago

My sister was sexually abused when she was 10 by my mothers boyfriend. I didn't quite understand at the time what had happened. After about 2 years I completely understood. My sister never told anyone till she was 13. I begged and begged her to tell my mother. She refused to and made me promise to not tell her. I am good to my word so I didn't tell anyone. I tried and tried to get my sister to tell but she refused. I could hear her crying at night from the other room and I would cry myself. There was nothing I could do. One night I found her cutting herself. I told her enough is enough. I didn't care if she hated me after but I was not going to stand by and watch as she hurt herself. I told my mom who didn't beloved me at first till my sister confirmed it. He was taken to court. He had done it before several times. He was banned from the U.S. and had a restraining order from my sister and myself. My sister never hated me for it. She was so thankful that she became my BFF.

  • Nelly by Nelly, Birmingham
  • 11 years ago

Wow, this poem nearly made me cry. Shockingly trustful. Just makes you think about all the vulnerable children out there suffering from this and how they feel - not something everyone realizes or can understand, but this poem portrays it all..

  • Chesla Brown by Chesla Brown, GA
  • 13 years ago

This is an amazing poem! I lived this same nightmare! I'm so glad that my nightmare is over! I'm sorry that you had to live through this, I'm sorry that anyone has to live through this. We are all amazing people even though we are told we are worthless, pathetic, and useless! I know all the pain you have felt, I lived through it too. And again, I'm so sorry we have all had to live through this. you are an amazing person. Never let anyone tell you any different,, Continue to be strong and be phenomenal! You will be alright, be strong, Be blessed.. Thanks for posting this amazing poem for everyone to read! You are making so many people stronger!

  • Erica by Erica
  • 14 years ago

Damn I know exactly how that feels I have been watched and bathed by my father and grandfather and it is not good.

  • Dawn Drewett by Dawn Drewett
  • 15 years ago

Oh god, how I now hate the smell of "radox" why did he have to watch. why wasn't I allowed to have a bath alone
or dry myself
Or go to sleep without his foaming sickening white edged old man lips.

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