Where do I start?
I can't remember what age it started, but I can remember how much it hurt.
Emotionally, physically and mentally.
I've done well to mask my pain, not even my mother noticed.
If she did, she never tried to help me.
I spoke to the school councellor, Department of Human Services (DHS) was called, but the case was dismissed, so I just gave up.
Figured my voice had been muffled.
He used to hit me,
Push me,
Hit me with anything that was reachable.
Sick the dogs onto me.
I wanted to run away,
Never to come back.
But I had no-where to go.
I never spoke to friends,
I tried but they said I was lying. That hurt the worst. Not only being a victim, but accused of lying about it too.
Denial has gotten me through to this day. I tell myself it was just a re-occuring nightmare- but it really was.
I'm glad I've been given the chance to voice my abuse without the fear of being called a liar.
So thank you,
But,
My pain still lives on to this day, and it will forever.
Author notes
Personal experience of abuse.
A contest entry
- The voice that goes unheard by Starz of Heaven.
525 points, ended June 3, 2008, 24 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
how about it guyz?
Comments
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Sweety this has tore at my heart no one should every have to go through the things that you have wnet to and what you continue to go through. It really does make things so hard when you have no one on your side if you need someone to listen I am here.
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Abuse is never a good thing, and it takes a lot of courage to write about your experiences. Bravo on that.
Well written, moving and gives an insight to how people perceive the abused too often to be liars.
Excellent work
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