The abuse happened, I stood still,
My body was in shock being forced against its will.
But then it was over and it was stored deep within,
Becoming a memory of his sin.
A moment forgotten now, just a moment in time.
A memory frozen, a memory of his crime.
A pain repressed, always told to never be spoken.
A promise from me that it will never be broken.
But a trauma is was and now I have to speak,
For that moment it time I cannot forever keep,
For it brings a disturbing feeling to my soul,
Of the time he took my body under his control.
I have to now tell of his sin,
For it hurts too deep, it pains me from within.
For the moment he took my childs body, that moment in time,
Will control me forever unless I speak of his crime.
He threw my body hard against the wall,
He was so big and I so small.
He opened his trousers and lifted my skirt,
I knew I was disgusting, I knew I was dirt.
He forced his way inside my soul,
He knew he had the ultimate control,
He smiled as my face showed pain and distress,
Then it was over as he seeped his mess.
Down on my knees now, he tells me i'm a tease,
He tells me I have turned him on, and again I have to please,
As he forces his weapon into another hole,
I am gone now, he has murdered my soul.
It's time to stand up now and bend over my bed,
I feel nothing, there are no thoughts in my head,
As his routine continues, as he enters yet another hole,
Violently, viciously raping my soul.
Now he is gone and my memory has been spoken,
But I am trapped in my body so broken.
But I will recover for he is not going to win,
I will not give up until he is imprisoned for his sin.
Author notes
Only through writing can I speak of the abuse I suffered. I am an adult now, but whenever I remember a memory of his abuse, I feel like that child again. Sorry this poem is a bit choppy and out of rythme, but I think I wrote it half as an adult and half as that child.
Hope its suitable for the contest, I feel very strongly about getting justice for survivors of abuse. It is a disgusting, humiliating and soul destroying thing to happen to a child or an adult. It has to stop.
A contest entry
- Abuse and Rape...Speak Out!!! A place to let it out... by voodoo ink.
875 points, ended September 25, 10 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
-
holy crap that was a great poem !!! it almost made me cry ... im sorry that happened to u really i am.... i know what it feels like to have gone through that .. :[
if u want to talk about anything im a great listener and i might help u get over those feelings that u feel somtimes...
anyways... great job
-
I agree with you, it is very disgusting and takes away the child's innocence or the adult's trust when this is done...you have written from your own personal trauma, and I hope it helped, even if a little...I am sorry you had and still do endure that pain...
Blessed Be,
Jeremy
-
AMAZING
i understand were ur coming from and hope very much you get you justice
Adding your comment:
