A little girl...
innocence lies in her green eyes,
ignorant of the world,
and all the danger it provides.
That older man's affection,
once much like a father,
has turned sick and confused,
an ugly like no other.
She lays her head to sleep,
thinking the dark will keep her secure,
until the hands of the man come in to touch,
taking away her feeling of being pure.
She lies there in shock,
feeling battered and abused,
tears soaking into the pillow,
left degraded, confused, and used.
Now she wakes up timid,
and if you look in her eyes,
that innocence has faded,
she keeps to herself,
and pulls away when hugged,
and won't explain why that man is hated.
The child no longer laughs,
she's scared to be home alone,
and because of that man,
the child is gone.
Author notes
I've been volunteering at a shelter for abused children for about a year now. I have been assigned one little girl, the age of 12. I reached out to her, she was shy, and it took me an entire year for her to trust me enough to open up to me. I have been spending almost every waking minute with her, trying to help her to understand that im not here to hurt her, and im not here to judge her or anything. She told me everything about a week ago...everything she told me, with such detail, brought images to my head, and it hurt me so much. i didnt want to cry in front of her, because i didnt want her to back off..so i tried, but i couldn't. she was crying while telling, i was crying...it was a hard moment for her. she had never told anyone, i mean, everyone knows she was abused by her father, but little did they know she was acctually raped. You dont know how much it hurt to hear her tell me this...she's beautiful, inside and out. It just...made me sick almost. I dont think i've stopped crying since she told me.
We dont realize how big of a problem this is until its happend to you, or happend to someone close to you. and it hurts...
Please tell me what you think
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This is a great poem, but its one of the worst if you think of why it was written and even worse that it's true. It can be a sick world out there and people can do some pretty sick things, but its nice to know that there are people out there that still care and are willing to sacrifice their time to help out someone else. I sure hope that the girl does get better, as much as she can, and this was a really great poem. I actually did have tears forming when I read this, and the story that prompted you to write it. It makes me want to find a place to voluteer my time to help people that need it.
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thanks,dear
thanks for your sweet comment. Yeah..its one of the worst when you do think about how and what its written about. I know, i've been abused before, not as severely, but enough to make sure that i can do what i can for those who have been. I know, i am trying really hard to help her not exactly forget, because obviously things like these you cant just decide one day "oh i think i'll just forget about it" but...im trying to help her cope with it better and just..i guess learn to live WITH it and not let it haunt her everyday..if you know what i mean? Well..im glad my poem moved you..and i hope you do find a chance to help someone who needs it. Thanks for taking the time to read and comment.
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I am left speechless by this poem. My heart is aching and I am angered. My emotions are truly affected by this very revealing write. This is indeed a very effective poem that is written quite well. Well done dear poet.
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This is something that sickens me these days. I've been through a portion of being abused, and it's not easy. It does still away the feeling of being pure, at least it did to me. This is a beautiful, beautiful poem. It made my eyes tear up, but I cannot cry at this moment because of where I am. But I loved this poem
-Ambz
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thank you..
i'm sorry to hear that you have been abused yourself. I was hoping that i could reach out to people and maybe give them a little of what i've learned with this little girl. Thank you for your kind comment..
Love,
Stephani
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awww... i almost cried reading this. the story is so sad. tell that girl that people are praying for her. i cant believe how many sick people there are in this world. as a poem its great. but the story is horrible. keep helping that poor child.
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*hug*
The last two stanzas really hit home for me... everyone always asks me why I hate my brother, and there is no easy answer for that... I am proud of you darling for reaching out to this young one. I wish that someone had reached me when I was young and dealing with this. Alas not every child is reached, but I'm proud of you for reaching this sweet child.
Love you darling, and from the bottom of my heart thank you for what you do. -
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The last two stanzas really hit home for me... everyone always asks me why I hate my brother, and there is no easy answer for that... I am proud of you darling for reaching out to this young one. I wish that someone had reached me when I was young and dealing with this. Alas not every child is reached, but I'm proud of you for reaching this sweet child.
Love you darling, and from the bottom of my heart thank you for what you do.
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oh Shirley...i love you hun. Thank you for your sweet comment, and know, that i love you so much, and im sorry for what happened to you babe. I wish i could have reached out to you..you know that i would.
♥
I love you
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sad, truly well written
Very descriptive, zero fictional aspects. great wording and easy to follow lines that captivate the reader with simplized emotion. Excellent write. Wolffe
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thank you very much Wolffe
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