My name is Sasha.
My sister is Leigh.
I am six,
And she is three.
Sad Poems on Abuse
The trauma of abuse is never fully gone from a person's consciousness. Its filthy stain leaves its residue on the soul forever. However, like all bad experiences, it is possible to turn this experience into good by developing compassion and empathy for others who have been through this experience. Many people feel that bringing meaning to a traumatic experience is a path to healing. When I turn a negative experience into a tool that brings meaning into my life and others, I am taking the best kind of revenge on my abuser.
Thank You to the Victims who have shared their stories
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Child Abuse Ends In Death
My name is Sasha.Featured Shared Story
My father beat me up until I was 15, when my parents got a divorce. My mother never knew about the other times, only one when he put his hand around my neck and pinned me against a wall. I...
He came into my life
when I was just a little girl.
I was happy and young,
And then he changed my world.Featured Shared Story
This was just so sad and painful to read and yet beautifully written. You are so brave, and I feel so very proud of you.
My case was recently dropped in July because of not enough evidence....
Exposing My Vulnerabilities
Don't believe my words;
they're lies that I fabricate to
project a perfect life and
convince you I'm okay.Featured Shared Story
I was abused by my dad when I was a child. Whenever I think about it, it hurts. It hurts, and the worst part of it is that I can't tell anyone, not because I'm not allowed, but because of me....
Hush, little sister
Please don't cry
I wish I could be there
To sing you a lullabyFeatured Shared Story
I've also been abused when I was little not only me, but my little brother and sister as well. This reminded me so much but instead of being abused by my dad I was abused by my stepmother who...
The frigerator is full of beer,
And the couch is full of crumbs.
I go to bed and in my head,
I just know he's going to come.Featured Shared Story
I used to be my brother's doll. It was just a game to him. He hurt me and would say he loved me. I covered for him for years, both because I didn't want to remember and because I knew no one...
Poem From A Child Abused Physically And Emotionally
Late on the dishes, food still on the plate.
Mommy is mad; Daddy's home late.
I'm in the corner crying all alone,
Wishing to myself get me out of this home.Featured Shared Story
My whole life, my father abused me. For as long as I can remember, he'd hit me, touch me, and say terrible things to me. I always thought I was alone. I felt like no one felt my pain. I felt...
From the Depths of despair when my world fell apart
I felt all alone and heavy in heart
My life had been shattered by a tight fisted hand
who could I turn to, Who'd understand?Featured Shared Story
I can't leave. I have no one. He loves me. Suck it up. These are the things I would tell myself. I used to have so much confidence, so much go. I met him and it was instant love. The first 4...
Poem About Reminders Of The Past
Tears, tears go away.
Why must you come back almost every day?
You remind me of my pain.
You remind me of my past.Featured Shared Story
You're definitely not alone in your suffering. Like you, I was abused by my stepfather and an uncle and have struggled daily to deal with the pain. I was in the third grade when mine started...
Poem About Children Crying Themselves To Sleep
Within a darkened, quiet house, tucked in a lonely bed,
Upon a dirty pillowcase, there lies a tiny head.
A precious face that knows no love, in tattered rags she's sleeping,
While high above, the angels who are watching her are weeping.
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