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To the hurting child in each of us who've suffered the horrors of abuse.

Inner Child

©  Kate
Hello Dear Jesus,
It’s been a long, long time.
I hope that you still know me,
I’ve been hiding quite awhile.
I know that you know all things
Still, I think I should explain,
The reason I’ve been hiding
Is because of all the shame.
I know that I don’t look so great
For meeting up with you
But I hope you understand
I’ve been alone since I was eight.
You probably see the dirt marks
And smudges on my face
But it seems no matter how I try
Some things can’t be erased.
They say that eyes are windows
That peer into the soul.
I’m afraid that if you look there,
You’ll find it dark and cold.
I’m not sure why it is, Lord,
But you won’t see any tears.
I guess they’ve just been locked up
Inside me all these years.
I know that limp and lifeless
Is my unruly hair.
I guess that’s just what happens
When no one really cares.
And if you ask a question
I won’t have much to say.
I’ve found that no one really wants
To hear me anyway.
And if you care to listen,
Sit quiet and you’ll hear
How hard my heart is pounding.
That’s because of all the fear.
You’ll notice that I wrap my arms
Around me all the time.
I do that for protection
Of the things that should be mine.
See, not so very long ago,
Without an ounce of care,
Someone took away from me
Things I never meant to share.
And if you find I tremble
When you come close to me,
It’s because of all the dreadful things
That someone did to me.
Jesus I’m so sorry
If these things have saddened you.
But when I cried out to you
You never told me what to do.
I know that in my mother’s womb
You created me
And I can’t help but wonder
Is this what I was meant be?
They say that you are everywhere,
With each and every one,
But it seems that on those dark nights
You left me all alone.
They tell me that you love me
And I suppose it’s true,
But Jesus, please remember
That he said he loved me too.
Inner Child by Kate @FamilyFriendPoems

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Published: 5/20/2008

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this never happened to me but I knew a girl who did experience this and I believe that if she could talk about it, she would say the same things...its sad that a lot of people have their innocence when they are so young.

Jazmin Hall Posted on Thursday, October 09, 2008

This happened to me in a way but it didn't go as far as it did for this girl. I think it is horrible to do to a person and I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.

Jerica Posted on Tuesday, November 11, 2008

this is an amazing poem. I was abused as a little girl since before I can remember. it stopped when I was thirteen and I am now nineteen but I still feel the pain and hurt every single day. this describes exactly what I feel like and the pain and suffering that we go through. thank you for posting this, now I know I'm not alone.

jeni Posted on Sunday, June 07, 2009

This poem was really touched my heart. I was eight years old when I experienced abuse by the people whom I trusted so much. The pain of that little child (inside my heart) stopped when I was nineteen and I decided to let go the pain little by little. I am not a sexually abused but a child-age abused. I lost my innocence but it is okay coz I am learning to live again. Thank you for sharing this poem.

Jessica Belandres Posted on Sunday, September 27, 2009

I related to this poem as I myself was abused as a child. Please to all remember that which does not kill you will make you stronger, not all of us can do this. I can only pray that somehow we all can overcome these monsters that came not only in the night but day as well. I was only a child when this happened to me now I'm a grown woman and the anger and fear I had as a child I took and made it into strength, I have made myself a shelter for those who need a warm place, an ear to hear, and a safe place to go to when they need to escape those monsters. I'm not that scared little girl anymore, and I can and will take on all those monsters, eyes open wide, because they don't scare me anymore. God Bless

Cindy Posted on Tuesday, November 17, 2009

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