Abuse Poem

This poem helped me express my feelings about my situation.

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Hi I know how you feel the same thing happened to me but the man did not get caught he still lives next door to me I see him everyday, no one really now how I feel but I blame myself I suppose x

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He's Gone Now!

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Published: August 2008

Even though it was wrong,
He thought it was right.

I had been told to keep it quiet,
Which caused me to fright.

I was a vulnerable child,
That couldn't speak out.

No matter how much i tried,
I just couldn't shout.

I never refused him,
I always ask, why?

He is an adult,
So why should I?

I was always a princess,
Beautiful and sweet.

If i was getting attention,
Why would i speak!

I then told my family,
This caused trouble.

Although it was the truth,
I began to bubble.

The police came knocking,
I started to shake.

I answered their questions,
I new it wasn't fake.

They looked at me,
It will all be fine.

He will be out now,
Doing his time.

Thank you for taking the time to read my poem it really came from the bottom of my heart and i hope it helps other people to tell people about their abuse issues. xx

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  • Megan by Megan, Worksop
  • 9 years ago

Hi I know how you feel the same thing happened to me but the man did not get caught he still lives next door to me I see him everyday, no one really now how I feel but I blame myself I suppose x

  • hannah strode by hannah strode
  • 10 years ago

when I was 5 years old my older brother took me into the bedroom and asked me what I wanted to do and all I could say is why

  • Glenda by Glenda
  • 10 years ago

My children went thru this and I did not know till it was all over with, which is never . Now one of them hates me because she thinks I knew. She is now 39 and will not speak to me. The other daughter is now 42 and she had a brain aneurysm, she blame me too before this happened, but now her and I are as close as we can be.
My son just will not talk about any of this and he turns 45 this month
One thing the child or the spouse of the person and mother of the children never gets over it. I am now 63 and still have the dreams and still can not get over it. The father died last year but it is still out there and we all suffer

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