Even before birth her life was a train wreck
Mom hopped up on every kind
Of drug that could be imagined
Even from the inside she struggled to live
Little unborn drug addict
Can feel the bruises Dad leaves on Mom
Hurts her just as bad
You know they say unborn babies can hear everything
Born on a sweltering hot summer day in June
But everyone knows that her sweating is from something else
You can hear the nurses whispering to each other
“Shot up before she got here……High as a kite……Such a shame”
Baby girl comes out, sick even on her first day of life
Tubes inserted all over, emergency detox, oxygen
Here comes Child Protective Services
But they fail her too
Should have taken her right away
“Give her a chance to try to raise her”
Now she’s home and life is cruel
Rage is everywhere always
Daddy and Mommy always high
Always mad
Mommy looks so bad
She bleeding now,
But that is really nothing new
There’s usually blood or bruises
Somewhere or another on her
“It’s not his fault, he’s just stressed”
You know they say children learn from parent’s examples
Sometimes he goes to jail
But he always comes back
With empty promises of peace and happiness
Soon a colder wind blows by
Seems one of Daddy’s friend has taken
The wrong kind of liking to her
Six years old learning things even full grown
Women sometimes never know
And she know it is bad
And she knows it’s unclean
And it hurts her so much
But the fear keeps her silent
You know they say a girl never gets over things like this
One day Child Services does come and they takes her away
From one group home to another she moves
Foster homes come and go
And she grows into a teenager
Pretty on the outside, looks all women
And if you ever ask her if men noticed
She’ll tell you
Even the foster fathers and group home staff
Loved to get a taste, filthy perverts
She’ll probably spit when she says it
She always gravitates toward the loser
The violent sociopath who only wants to hurt her
Masking himself with promises and sob stories
“It’ll never happen again I swear,
I’m just really stressed out right now”,
He’ll say as she rubs her blackened face
But inside she knows it’ll never go away
I remember the first time she tried drugs
The first escape from her car crash of a life
The powder that destroyed her mother and her father
Now finding its way inside her
And she loved it
But who wouldn’t, when it’s the
First good feeling you’ve ever felt?
And it almost completely destroyed her
Doing almost anything for that escape
For that tiny respite
Then one day, while she was stumbling around
He walked up to her
Never asking for anything
Stayed beside her during the most hopeless
Manic, overwhelming of days
Stayed with her through the rehab
Stayed with her through the flashbacks
Knew everything about her,
Accepted without judgment
Pulled her out of her black hole
She’ll be the first to tell you
“It is NEVER easy”
But she also be the first to say
“This man saved my life”
A contest entry
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Critical commemts are welcome. I want to know your honest opinions.
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Amazing. Simple as that. I read it a few times before I was able to put words to it. So much feeling in those words. To have suffered through that, and then that shining hope at the end. A true masterpiece. Continue writing like this and you'll make it far.
~Zuri -
parent’s examples = parents' examples.
Grammatical errors are accepted as part of the uneducated flow-of-consciousness one would expect of a girl under these circumstances. Some people write poetry at AP which gushes and has long words, etc. This is a structured poem written with passion yet you show and do not tell. The life of the girl flashed by me from conception to her limited adulthood.
You have done admirably by presenting a voice as your persona which rings so true.
Ron.
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"sweltering hot summer day" == overused phrase, watch out
phew, rough story, I always hate hearing things so sad.
"car crash of a life", nice.
"but she also be" -> "But she'll also be"? Who is this guy? Were you trying to imply God? I thought the ending need something, but overall a very powerful and dramatic write, nice job!
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Wow, I really hope this isn't true, cause that's really sad and good luck! Great poem!!!
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I loved it!
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I really like that there's a glimmer of hope at the end...knowing that beyond tragedy and loss there is still love and light. Wonderful poem!
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beautiful poem. so tragic that such art has to come from such pain and violence. And this is art. I'll be the first to admit our foster care system sucks...
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Thank you so much for kind comment. Yes it sucks...but it also made me stronger. Thanks a lot.
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Wow
I love this poem...I have an older sister who is currently in jail if it is ok with you I would like to print a copy of this and send it to her to read I think it could be beneficial to her and maybe even some of her fellow inmates. -
this was great, and so sad .. but at least the girl was saved ... the only thing I could even think to change was this line
There’s usually blood or bruises
Somewhere or another on her
maybe to
There’s usually blood or bruises
Somewhere to be found on her
"another" just seems to throw it off somehow ... but the poem itself was great, such description and reality to it ... I could picture what was going on and that made for great imagery ... great write and good luck in the contest -
wow. that's really sad, but it's good that the speaker in this piece was able to find someone to help her turn her life around.
these lines:
The violent sociopath who only wants to hurt her
Masking himself with promises and sob stories
i thought rung so true of the typical personality of the man that you depicted...
great piece. it sounds so vividly angsty.... like raw feeling - memories... sad... like it's still fresh - obviously, for the speaker, it's her whole life...
great piece
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awww this was well written. I loved it. I love reading about abuse and surviving it. It's awesome. Great job on this one.
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This was really well written! Your words really brought out the emotions so well. Just wow...great job!
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This was really very sad parts of it remind me of my life and some of another persons. It was really touching. The part about finding the man who saved her life brought tears to my eyes. It was really touching! Good luck!
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TEARS OF SADNESS
This just ripped my heart out friend, your words of truth and deep sadness went straight to the bone and brought tears to my eyesthen to find someone just in time to save your life: wonderfully writen
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Wow, what CAN I say ?
This is truly a masterpiece my friend
What a picture of absolute terror, abuse and desperation. I don't know what else to say. An ending which shows hope and the possibility of happier times on the horizon. Excellent ! 
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I'm sorry, I couldn't finish this. I read the first two paragraphs and went no further. I'm a neonatologist and it's too close to home.
Love Amera
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