Young mouth's plastered sweetly with candy.
Mine was covered in sperm.
Innocent giggles and laughter,
While I cried and begged forgiveness.
Falling off their bicycle and scraping their knee,
I was falling off a penis and being scorned for lack of knowledge.
Happy 8th birthday,
Candles blown with presents galore...
I was hiding in my room praying they wouldnt open the door.
I begged for a night without bruises and criticism.
Young mouth's plastered sweetly with candy,
Yet another young innocent life seen.
While I sat in the dark loathing happiness,
With not one part of me innocent.
A contest entry
- Childhood Memories by Funluvingrl16.
1000 points, ended May 21, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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wow...after the second line i had to start over. powerful. you should send this to whoever it was that hurt you. let them feel your emotion and hurt. very good write
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My God
What can anyone say to this? Such sadness that that terrible deed has rendered upon one so young. My thoughts are one of castration for such a slime ball. Poet be at peace. And I say a silent prayer now
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wow. did this really happen to you? i can kind of relate but my situation was diff.
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wow. i relate ott his a lot. even the happy 8th birthday part; only it was my 9th birthday. i spent it locked in my room cause we had a huge party and my mom invited some of my family from my dad's side, including my stepmom's brother-in-law. the man who spent 7 years sexually abusing me when i lived with my dad, and she never knew. no, she couldn't have known because i didn't tell her until after he had left. he got put away, but i hear he got out a couple years ago. i'm 20 now, and i swear if i ever see him again. i'll kill him. no child should have to live with these nightmares and memories. i strongly support you and if you need anyone to talk to, i'm here; although i hope this wasn't written from personal experience. because i know firsthand what it can do to a person.
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