As you'd take me by the hand,
I was your biggest fan.
My uncle, my best friend,
On you I did depend.
You took me in your arms and held me tight,
I was never to far out of your sight.
In the daylight you kept me from harm,
but in the night you held me down with your arm.
I thought you protected me,
But there was things I couldnt see.
In the car you would sit between Michael and I,
"To keep us from fighting" you would lie.
When all the while you was touching me,
And no one could see,
because of the blanket we kept in the car.
Today I think of it as bizarre.
You use to take me in the woods for a walk.
You would tell them we had to talk.
Talk about how I should listen more,
But in the woods I was your whore.
You did alot of things right in front of them,
like when you would lift my private to your chin.
I never forgot, and I'll always remember.
They'll always burn in my mind like a fires ember.
I wonder do you think of the times we had?
Do you still think I'm bad?
Do you wonder why I told?
When you were mine pure as gold.
I only told cause you found someone new.
You said I had been bad and it made you choose,
A new girlfriend instead of me.
So I told and tried to make you see.
In the end you still came back to me.
She left you and said she couldnt be,
With someone who had sex with a child.
You lied and said my mind was just running wild.
You went to prison for three years,
All the while I came and said sorry threw the tears.
You got out and came back for more,
Because you said I was your whore.
Then you left me and got married and so did I.
For you I will never again cry.
Now I finally see,
You was never there to protect me.
A contest entry
- Titles are a bit overrated (read as, I suck at thinking up titles) by Ilma.
1050 points, ended July 3, 2008, 23 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Traumatic Events - Rape by TheGangstress.
600 points, ended June 14, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I'm glad you took on the role of abused vs. abuser and examined that relationship...it's always interesting, how someone who hurts you so badly can make you love them at the same time. I'm sorry that you had to deal with that.
I'm not sure if the certain grammatical errors were to prove it was written from a certain standpoint (like "You was never there to protect me."), but I think if you were going for the spoken-from-a-child effect, you should have made it more obvious, because I'm not sure if that was what you were going for or if they are just grammatical errors.
But, anyways, I'm sorry that you had to go through this, and I commend you for having the courage to write about it. Trust me, I understand how hard it can be. -
This is an emotional story. The realtionship between the abuser and the abused is very complex. People who have not been there or not taken the time to really look deep cannot possibly understand.
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Lil-Bit Crazy
Thats just wrong If my brother did that to any of my kids or sisters kids I'd kill him Nice write Dear Sorry about that. Good luck with your poem
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very good poem and very sad, I am sorry
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This is a very interesting story...I really enjoyed the read. You had me all the way to the end. Good job and good luck
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I can't say I know what your going through, but I can definitely feel your pain, the strange thing is, is that every situation is different but all scum share the same dagger that pierces the heart.
We're here today because we're strong, we're also here to gather up the courage to share our stories.
You told yours well, I'm sorry this happened to you.
Thankyou for your comment on my own poem.
They can have our bodies but they'll never own our souls.
Love and light to you.
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Nobody should have to go through this. I am sure you are a strong person now though. My ex had his uncle do things to him and he was a bloke and it took him... Well I don't think he's over it now, I think he uses it as an excuse as to why he looks at young girls and it's not an excuse, so you turned out one of the better people victim tot his. These people really anger me and make me want to cry, I want to destroy them all. I'm so sorry you had to go through this, if you ever want to talk just message me I'm on a lot.
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Such heart breaking words! the lost of innocence and a love so unnatural...so many young ones are abused everyday and them left to carry the scares forever more...Outstanding! niaish so much for sharing and for entering
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this is a great write and i thank you for entering. good luck in the judging. viyanna rosemarie
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that was brilliantly written. i love it. your portrayal holds back nothing, you're not afraid to write what you think or how you feel. i love it. great work!!
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You have certainly covered a lot of emotional ground here and infused some powerful imagery along the way as well. Nice work! Good luck in your contest.;f
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OMG!!!! I am so angered by this. It hurts to know that a child's innocense is taking away from them like that. I really felt the emotion from this.
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wow again and again!
you know i love your poetry, and i know they always have meanings! this poem brought tears to my eyes because i know whatyouve been through.. ive written a poem called 'your filthy hands' maybe you should read it and possibly comment on it saying what you think? but anyways this poem is really good.. loved the poems!
i liked the way you added such depth to your poems, i liked the way you said;
'For you I will never again cry.
Now I finally see,
You was never there to protect me'
this shows thatyou have gradually moved on from your nightmare, not only does this show the story of your horrbile childhood but also other peoples stories! well done my friend yet again!
x lizzie x
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WOW THATS SAD IT FEELS LIKE I AM LVING MY LIFE ALL OVER AGAIN ITS COOL
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Those who would steal the innocence from a child are the most vile and despicable of persons...
I am glad you've spoken out and I'm glad that he went to prison; though prison, in my book, is not punishment enough
A very well done piece; thank you for sharing something so private -
I am sorry you had to grow up in this. Sexual abuse of childdren is one of the cruelset and most hurtful and damaging things anyone could ever do to a child. It pleases me to see that through poetry, you can get your feelings out in the open,which is a wonderful self help therapy. You are also helping others by speaking out, and saying that it's okay to speak your mind. Good Job!
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