she sits in her room...
alone..
in her closet she hid
wondering what she did
she wants to get away
but at home she must stay
with no where to go
(she is only nine years old)
her room is her salvation
her security...
she trying to escape her fathers accusations
trying to leave reality
he strikes her when she does wrong
her heart sings "the lonely" song
she wants to leave this dreaded place
with the bruises and the scratch marks upon her face
she lived life with him for far too long
her will to live was very strong
she dont know what to do
she is lost
losing her life is the cost
of wanting to be on her own
to get away from the place that is supposed to be called
Home
she remembers when she was younger...
when she was at her weakest...
her father was stronger
and she was speechless
she asked for help from an unlikely source
she decided to let the violence run its course
she waited until she was 16
then she did what no one could believe
she ran away
away from the pain
away from the suffering
away from her father
away from the hell hole called Home
where ever she is
there are
no more bruises
no more pain
no more waking up in the morning
and wondering if she would live to see another day
she is alive
without anyone to bother her
and best of all
she escaped her father.
Author notes
hopefully.. my writing touches one of you readers...
A contest entry
- Sadness and pain by x-Black-Butterfly-x.
370 points, ended March 7, 2007, 15 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
so... whatcha think?
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Wow....this is sad. Not just sad though. A kind of strength shines through it......Mostly at the end. Where it talks about no more pain and escaping. You have a talent for describing things most people try to pretend don't exist. Great write. Bravo.
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haunting
And sad. Good write.
Judy C. Meeker
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this is really sad...really good
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This is sad and unfortunatly i can really really really relate to this. but it was good as it made me understand and remember how i fel. you wrote it very well. i enjoyed it and can not stop reading it good luck and thnx
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this is sad. :/
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ok when I read this I recognized similarities between this poem and the song "Runaway Love by Mary J. Blige and Ludacris"...maybe those were your inentions..idk maybe you were inspired by it because this is what it reminds me of...if not then I think this is a great representation of abuse and hope of a neglected child...
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maybe its the part when i said that she was nine years old...
and the use of the word "home"
the song that you are talking about wasnt even on my mind when i was writing. but thank you for reading my poem.
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