1. Conversation With Her
I never thought I would have this conversation with you.
Listen, you were only 10 and didn't know what to do.
You did the best you could from the choices you had to chose.
It wasn't your fault.
The trauma of abuse is never fully gone from a person's consciousness. Its filthy stain leaves its residue on the soul forever. However, like all bad experiences, it is possible to turn this experience into good by developing compassion and empathy for others who have been through this experience. Many people feel that bringing meaning to a traumatic experience is a path to healing. When I turn a negative experience into a tool that brings meaning into my life and others, I am taking the best kind of revenge on my abuser.
I never thought I would have this conversation with you.
Listen, you were only 10 and didn't know what to do.
You did the best you could from the choices you had to chose.
It wasn't your fault.
Bodies contaminated, tainted by his sin,
Trapped in cycles, impossible to win.
Forced into silence, bearing heavy weight,
Burdened by shame, consumed by hate.
Daddy I remember
I remember it all
Everything you did to me
Don't you recall?
I wish to delve into the depths of your mind,
Where mischief lurks and secrets unwind.
What drove you to inflict such pain on me?
In the shadows of your thoughts, what did you see?
Thank you so much for sharing your story. It's incredibly difficult when someone who is supposed to protect and care for you instead causes such personal pain. The way they can seem...
I saw a monster, I promise he was real,
A presence haunting with a touch you could feel.
His footsteps echoed like a beast's heavy tread,
A roar of laughter that filled me with dread.
As I lay silently, my heartbeat in my ear
The thunder of footsteps ringing in fear
The night is long and the anger strong
I wonder, is this where I belong?
Yesterday might've gone down in flame
But I remember the nights spent alone
I remember your shame I called my own
I remember you and your twisted games
his belt hung on the wall,
in the backroom where he victimized me;
as mom tried to stop it
the door slammed shut, click,
I look around for myself,
But a ghost is all I see.
I only see this ghost of a person I used to be.
I don't know who you are, but I know why you are here.
There was a time he loved her.
Now it's clear there's nothing there.
He walks around so flippantly
With no interest or a care.
I've spent many years now
Running from the bear.
Just when I think you're gone,
You once again are there.
There once was a murder,
But this one has a twist.
The victim was my innocence,
Stolen through his fist.
I feel like you've put everything that i have been feeling into words. I have been struggling to express what the abuse I endured from my ex felt like, and your poem has done that for me....
Don't believe my words;
they're lies that I fabricate to
project a perfect life and
convince you I'm okay.
I feel this pain deep within my heart when I read this poem over and over again. I’m currently living with my mom and she can make every second of my life a living hell if I don’t do what she...
Like the sea and the sky,
We reflect each other, you and I.
Past the moon and the stars,
This relates to me so much.
Her smile was visible to all,
Showing a dark secret
From an inescapable memory
Because of the lie she kept telling herself.
Small, little child with her eyes open wide
Can't understand why it hurts inside.
Poor little girl just stares into space,
Transports herself into another place.
Nine years ago, if you'd have said
I would be where I am now,
I would have laughed and thought you silly.
How could I escape my living hell?
This from a broken little girl who screamed for her mom all the time but she never came to rescue her. Then I grew and I learned to live with all the bruises and cuts life had thrown at...
I don't get how you can't see
All the things you did to me.
If only you knew
All the pain you put me through.
I count the seconds
As the time comes near.
I know as I wait
That pain will be here.
You stole my innocence, you soiled my life.
How dare you inflict so much strife.
No one protected me, no one saved me.
Suffering alone and wanting to flee.