For long gone is the child that
huddled into corners,
tears streaming down her face
from the fear she held inside.
Long gone are the days and nights
when your rain of terror griped me tight,
to weak to face the full on fight.
Now I am the strong and brave as
the next time i face you,
it will be a grave.
So enjoy your years of misery as
the time has come and I am free.
I pity you now more than hate as it
is now I can say you wasted your time
in trying to tare my soul apart.
I am the strong
the strong of heart.
No worry of being robbed of innocence
or left black and blue,
for I no longer need to even speak to you.
So you won the battle dear daddy that's true,
I won the war between me and you.
Author notes
you see at first you may not think this poem is for your contest
but what you have to look at when reading is the fact i did
love my father *after all he was my dad*
but he hurt me so much i had to get away in the long run my hurt started to heal ...........................
Written August 31st, 2006
A contest entry
- It Changed My Life! by shewillbeloved.
300 points, ended October 4, 2006, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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this is a good entry. and at first,i was a little sketchy becuase it was about your dad. but i can see your point,and understand where you are coming from. in a sense,you do need to move on and away from him too. and i'm glad that you did becuase he hurt you. yours words are powerful,and they make me want to see the brighter side of the day with you. very good write. thank you so much for entering,and good luck to you in the contest.
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nice.....
wow.......this is an ahmazing piece....so dark but so full of hope.....its kinda of solemnly optomisic, which is very beautiful..it reminds me of some great 70s rock songs.......personally i love this work and its one of my favs ive seen on the site.....very hopeful, which i refreshing in this world filled with pain and sadness, its quite nice to see someone with an optomisic view on the subject -
this is a very well written peice, you are obviously a very strong person
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another grat write from you my dear keep sending the message out so things like this will no longer be but as we all know it has been going on for thousands of years like so many other things that are so sad we have to ask God why he/she lets it go on so keep doing well
love the papa -
Taking Power Back
A very powerful poem, placing the blame where it should be. You are healing, dearest One, and that is what is important. Growing into healing brings the responsibility to assist others still struggling. You are wonderfully predestined to do JUST THAT. It will bring some meaning in this senseless and devastating act called child abuse. Reach out with poems like this one to help others to bring the secret to the forth.
Love
Myra
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Very well written my friend. It is truly inspiring to know that you have made better the broken things you were given and made a life from out of misery. So often people in your situation turn in on themsleves and tear themselves apart. I read such strength in your words.
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I love the poem sis but you need to go through it and capitalize your I's. Other then this I enjoyed it lots.
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Beautiful anger
I agree with popupprinces, this is definately one of your best pieces.
This was so full of emotional anger, I cant even describe how it made me feel.
Excellent job.
Hope you're ok, take care and be safe.
Lauz. xXx. -
you go girl.tell them as it is.... You are stronger. You have the upper hand now and your strength will keep yo safe...I have to agree with babygurl about th spelling though, but other than that gil this is great........
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Great job!! I really felt the emotion in this piece. The only thing that I would say is that you need to double check your spelling. Other than that, simply beautiful. remember, judging is on the 10 so be looking for the results!!
Leandra -
love it
This is one of your best poems!
I love it! xx
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