To Cleanse Me

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A poem about child abuse. I wrote this as a step toward cleansing myself of the trauma caused by the emotional, physical, psychological, and sexual abuse that I faced during my childhood.

Submitted: September 27, 2018

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You left me up in the attic,
on the floor all alone.
No blanket, no pillow,
afraid and so cold.

Shivering, whimpering,
a shirt soaked with tears.
Leftovers, unwanted. 
Cry, nobody cares.

In a room without windows,
a door locked from outside,
with no one to talk to
but the ones in my mind.

Feeling worthless, abandoned,
and wondering why,
you hated me so much, 
wanted me out of your sight.

Forced me to go hungry,
a growing child starved.
Eating food under car seats,
and the weeds in the yard.

With tummy aching,
like a dog begging scraps,
stuffing myself sick, 
like each meal was my last.

You gave me your anger,
the poison inside.
Your beating, your slapping,
got worse if I cried.

Fighting then falling,
broken up on the floor.
Stinging welts, bruises.
I can't cry anymore.

In the end, I escaped you,
when at last, finally,
your evils left evidence, 
That others could see.

Now nightmares and worries,
trying hard to recover.
From the torture inflicted 
by you, my own mother.


© Copyright 2018 K.C. Dunford. All rights reserved.

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