Abuse Poem

To my brother who took my childhood away

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This made me feel pride...when someone goes through this but is as strong as they possibly can be. I'm so happy that this is a thing. I only found this website yesterday, and now I know I'm...

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Published: November 2008

Why did you do it,
Dearest brother of mine.
How could you commit,
Such an atrocious crime.
You touched me and held me,
I was just a little girl.
And now when I think of it,
It makes me want to hurl.
I trusted you to protect me,
To save me from the monsters.
But in turn that was exactly,
Exactly what you are.
I wanted someone to help me,
But no one would believe.
I tried to tell my counselor,
But she just wouldn't see.
So I locked away,
All my hurt and pain.
Trying never to remember,
Until that tragic day.
When you wrote me that letter,
And told me what you want.
To touch me and kiss me,
And you called me a cunt.
But by then I was older,
I could protect myself.
I found someone who believed me,
And I went to them for help.
While you'll never know,
how you broke my heart.
I can honestly say,
You never tore me apart.
I stood my ground and protected body
Unlike that little girl who could only say sorry.
She shouldn't have felt that,
Unbearable pain.
And I'll never out-run it,
I'll relive it again and again.
But I'm stronger now,
No thanks to you.
So I will live my life,
Doing what I have to do.

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  • Lexie Feilds by Lexie Feilds
  • 2 years ago

This made me feel pride...when someone goes through this but is as strong as they possibly can be. I'm so happy that this is a thing. I only found this website yesterday, and now I know I'm not the only one hurting, so thank you very much for sharing your story.

  • Pooja by Pooja, India Pune
  • 3 years ago

I have been through the same thing, it feels this poem has been written just for I was raped daily for more than 7 years by my own brother and sometimes his friend . I couldn't tell this to my parents they never believed me cause he was hero and a idle person for them, now I'm 17 I can protect myself but there is a day when I break down and feel like murdering myself .
Even today I am mentally abused like daily and I have no one to tell things :(

  • taylor Kay by taylor Kay
  • 10 years ago

My best friend is like you in ways. Her brother is to put it bluntly "raping" her and she refuses to tell. I want her too so bad but if I tell she told me she would never forgive me. <3 it's people like you that should be labeled heroes. People like you who got the courage to do something about it. I wish you the best of luck.

  • destini by destini
  • 10 years ago

wow, this is super sad, made me cry, I love this poem but hate it at the same time, people make me sick in this world, I am sorry that you had to go through that. and you still are fighting it today, I wish everyone could be strong as you <3:)

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