Abuse Poems by Teens

Abuse Poems by Teens

Innocence Betrayed: Poems by Victims of Child Abuse

When a child is a victim of abuse by a member of their family, their world has changed forever. They may have loved their abuser and the abuser has turned the relationship into something sadistic and cruel. The victim of abuse is likely to feel very confused. How can they sort out the feelings of affection that they have for their abuser with the sick and disgusting act that was done to them. Feelings that result from abuse should not be buried away. As painful as it is, victims must talk about their experience and share their pain with others. Finding meaning in suffering is the road to healing.

43 Poems about Abused Children

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  1. 1. Broken Wings

    This poem is about a girl who gets abused by her father, and her mom knows about it, but she doesn't do anything about it. The girl and her mom both end up dying. A girl I knew from a different school died from abuse, and child abuse needs to be ended. This is for you, Jazz.


    • By Kathryn
    • Published: July 2015 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    I tried to tell you
    Now it's too late
    I sit waiting
    At heaven's gate

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    • Rating 4.64
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  2. 2. I Still Remember What You Did To Me

    I'm 17 and started writing poems not too long ago. I figured out it was a great way for me to get my anger out, since I was abused as a child. It affects me so much, even to this day. I don't think I'll ever forgive my molester, and I have still not had the strength to tell anyone but my best friend. I promised myself he will not have control over me, and letting my feelings out will help me keep my promise.

    • By Kay Bell
    • Published: January 2012 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Behind my smile lie my fears
    Behind those laughs I hide my tears
    I'm one of those you call fake
    And the more I go the more I ache

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    • Rating 4.56
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    Hey, this poem really explained how I feel. I was raped for 6 years and within those 6 years there were 26 encounters by my brothers ex best friend. I struggle everyday because of them.

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  3. 3. Tears

    I live in a home where abuse is discipline and I can't go anywhere in the house without telling either my mom or dad. Also I feel like I'm in a prison. I am constantly being watched and followed around wherever I go. I want to leave but have nowhere to go, and the weather is too harsh at the moment.

    • By Israel Scialabba
    • Published: January 2014 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Thousands of tears
    Rush down my face.
    Inside my mouth,
    Blood is all I taste.

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    • Rating 4.49
  4. 4. Lost Innocence

    I just want to let you know that I am 15 and have gone through domestic and sexual abuse. I spoke up, and it made life so much easier. I am free now and don't have to suffer in silence, so please, please speak out.

    • By Rebecca Edwards
    • Published: August 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    This young girl kept from sight
    crying into the middle of the night
    she fears that others will sense the shame.
    but was this girl really to blame?

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    When I was 13 my world fell apart. My father started sexually abusing me. It went on till I was 16. Then he started making me go to the basement so he could take naked pictures of me. It went...

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  5. 5. Broken Smile

    I am strongly against abuse. I have never been abused, but I know people who are. I have been inspired by reading these poems from people on these websites. Notice, in my poem, the girl doesn't even think about telling someone. It shows how alone and terrified abuse can make people feel. I want everyone who is abused to come out and tell someone, please!!

    • By Rayne
    • Published: December 2013 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Smartest, hottest, most popular girl
    She flashes a smile that would make your vision swirl
    Silky brown hair down to her waist
    Everyone she meets, she will embrace

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    • Favorited 45
    • Votes 242
    • Rating 4.63
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    This is an amazing story... I haven't exactly been abused in this way, but in the way I was, I can still remember the trauma sometimes. And the sorrow, thinking that everyone I ever met would...

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  6. 6. My Life

    I'm Zach. I'm 16, and the abuse has been happening since I was a child. It finally stopped 3 years ago.

    • By Zach
    • Published: August 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    surrounded by walls
    nowhere to go
    walls are closing in
    no more air flow

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    • Rating 4.45
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    I can relate to most subjects the poems are written about. I've been in all the situations and understand and share the pain.

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  7. 7. I Trusted You

    I wrote this poem to kind of tell people the fear you have when you get raped and also how it affects you for the rest of your life. Its been 7 years for me and I still absolutely cannot forget it. And it doesn't matter if I'm around my best, sweetest guy friend, I'm still afraid and nobody will ever understand that unless someone does something sick like that to them. But I have learned through all this that God has a purpose for everything- even this and no matter what He is always there for you so you are never alone!

    • By Jessica
    • Published: July 2009 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    I hear the floor creek
    Closer and closer toward my bedroom door
    I try to stay quiet hiding under the covers
    Though I know he will find me

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    • Rating 4.43
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    This poem hit right home for me. I was raped since I was 6 years old. I only left home 10 months ago. I sometimes wake up screaming, wishing I could just die to take away the pain inside. I...

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  8. 8. Dad

    This is the poem that I used to tell my mother about the abuse that my father was doing to me. I couldn't bear to tell her face to face, so I passed her this poem. I was 12 when the abuse started, and it continued until about age 16. I have definitely had my struggles through healing, but my mom was very supportive of me. It breaks my heart to know that there are others out there who have suffered the same or worse than I.

    • By Jessica
    • Published: August 2017 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    I quiver as he stands above me.
    I'm curled up on the ground.
    He looks down upon me.
    I do not make a sound.

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    • Rating 4.57
  9. 9. I Am Sorry

    My name is Aly. I am 15 years old. I grew up severely abused by my father and am still neglected by my mother. I sometimes find it hard to keep hope, especially when the tears come at night. But if there is one thing I know, no matter how many nightmares I have, the sun will always come up in the morning. Do not lose your hope. It is like the gas pedal on a car. It is the only thing that keeps you going, and the more weight you put on it, the faster you will go.

    • By Bismuth
    • Published: March 2011 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    You wanted me to be your little girl
    You wanted me to see you as my world
    You wanted me to be all I could be
    I wanted you to open your eyes and see

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    • Favorited 27
    • Votes 88
    • Rating 4.55
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    I was physically and mentally abused from the age of 10 all the way to 17. I tried to tell people what was going on, the beatings, the screaming, and neglect, but no one would listen. After a...

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  10. 10. The Man In The Cargo

    I was raped at a high school party about 3 months ago. I'm 16 years old and was intoxicated. When I went to tell my 'friends' at the party, they all took his side and claimed I was too drunk and that I made it up. I've thought about this situation every day, and I've blamed myself almost every time. I've found writing as a good way to release the built up sadness that I feel inside me.

    • By Lauren
    • Published: September 2011 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    The man in the cargo murdered my innocence, and he took away my pride
    He broke me down, and he shattered my trust all at once in his stride
    The man abused me, he denied me, and he watched as tears ran down my face
    How could one soul do this? I believed I was in a safe place

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    • Stories 4
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    • Favorited 14
    • Votes 142
    • Rating 4.54
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    I was raped, by my father. It all started when I was 11. He started touching me, and even came in my room while I was sleep. I'll never forget the day he raped me. I was watching TV, laying...

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  11. 11. Images

    I have been reading about sexual assault and becoming more aware of this topic. This poem is dedicated to victims of sexual abuse.

    • By Mia A. Lassiter
    • Published: January 2017 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Images
    branded into my memory,
    hot with pain and guilt and hurt.

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    • Favorited 16
    • Votes 111
    • Rating 4.46
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    When I was little, about 1 or 2, the worst thing in the world happened to me. My mother was low on money for drugs and she wasn't bringing in enough men to feed me and have drugs, so she did...

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  12. 12. You...

    This poem is about an abusive relationship I was in for 8 months. This poem represents the pain and the confusion I went through and the pain that came with it. In the end, I finally had to let go.

    • By Shaydee A. Ault
    • Published: April 2018 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Your words to me are weakness.
    They slay me to the ground.
    Sometimes you make me feel lost,
    Though I'm wishing I were found.

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    • Rating 4.43
  13. 13. My Hate For You Will Never Fade

    A family "friend" molested me over and over for about a year when I was 11 years old. I did the right thing and put him in jail, once I gathered myself and got the strength. I wrote this to do the only thing I could do--to set myself free...others should do the same.

    • By Marie
    • Published: June 2014 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    The things you did to me
    Took away what made me free.
    I was a prisoner to you, locked in a chain.
    You played me, like a puzzle piece in a game.

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    • Rating 4.42
  14. 14. Sexual Abuse By Mother's Boyfriend

    I'm a 17-year-old female who was once sexually abused by my mother's long-term boyfriend. Being raped every day for 3 months makes you feel so dirty and ashamed.

    • By Eleena-Jayde
    • Published: October 2009 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    The day you said it was okay
    to do the things you did
    was the day I closed my heart,
    then ran away and hid.

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    • Votes 18
    • Rating 4.39
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    I feel very sorry for what you went through, I was sexually abused by my step-dad and I was only brave enough to tell my mother when they had split up, but she didn't believe me and married...

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  15. 15. Fear Of Home

    This poem is about an old friend. She comes to school with a fake smile and everything, and I see her hide the scars and lies about the bruises she receives when she gets home.

    • By Ray
    • Published: December 2013 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    you run in fear
    you walk in fear
    you hide in fear
    you show in fear

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    • Rating 4.21
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    This poem reminded me of how I used to be. My case is not that bad but it was really heavy on me. It took many years to recover.
    When you see your friend again, please tell her there is...

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  16. 16. Truth

    This is a poem about how I was sold for money by my own mom. I'm ten years old and finally ran away and got help. I let it go three years. And now I'm in foster care.

    • By Kari
    • Published: January 2009 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Shut your mouth and listen to what I have to say.
    I'm going to take you back to that one specific day.
    I was laying in bed alone while listening to you and him talk on the phone.
    You said, "Well if they have the money I don't see why not.

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    • Rating 4.65
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    I can totally relate. When I was born in 2005, I was abused by my birth mother. All I remember of my father was a smile, a face with ginger colored hair, and then he walked out of my life...

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  17. 17. Hide And Seek

    I'm 16 years old. I've lived through a lot and I feel like writing helps to get some of the pain off my shoulders. My parents play games with me. Hide and seek is their favourite, hence the name of the poem. Other people who go through this daily, you are in my prayers. I know how you feel. I have lived with this for 10 years of my life, and I will never be able to forget it.

    • By Emily
    • Published: July 2011 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    I try to be quiet
    I hear them get closer
    their shoes echo on the floor
    my life's a roller coaster.

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    • Rating 4.65
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    This reflects my life. I would run and hide with my sister. My mother would give us cocaine and her and her friends would abuse and rape us. Bruises, broken bones, and my sister had a...

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  18. 18. They Can No Longer Hurt Me

    When I was 4-7 years old I was raped. I tried to tell someone, but they thought I was just crying wolf. Those things that had happened wrecked my childhood. I was scared of everything and everyone, and I hated myself for letting it happen. But I realized deep down inside I had the strength to end it all.

    • By Sabrina
    • Published: January 2009 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Blood boiled in every vain,
    Like a flicker in every flame.
    Tears streaming from my eyes,
    'Cause my life is built on lies.

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    Poem On Raped As A Child, They Can No Longer Hurt Me

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    Carrie,
    Thank you for your honesty and strength. Know that you an inspiration to myself and possibly many more! At 16, was drugged with the substance GHB, and when I came around, the most...

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  19. 19. Your Abuse

    This poem is NOT ABOUT CHILD ABUSE FROM PARENTS. Some of you might mistake it as that, but it's not. I wrote this about my best friend who's much stronger than me, and we're both kind of in different social groups. He playfully hits me but really hard. And it hurts a lot. He's really nice to me when it's just me and him, but sometimes he can be a little violent. But every time, I keep forgiving him when I probably shouldn't.

    • By Anonymous
    • Published: September 2015 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Fragile, breakable,
    These things you know.
    And you still scream and hit.
    And the punches you throw,

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    • Rating 4.62
  20. 20. The Day The Angels Descend

    When you get abused every day and you're forced to live with the pain, you end up wishing to take your last breath and finally leave it all behind.

    • By Sabrina
    • Published: February 2015 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Hits of fury,
    Gasps for air,
    Vision's blurry,
    Eyes a stare.

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    • Votes 18
    • Rating 4.61

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