Stormy Seas: A Poem About Child Abuse

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Inspired by the novel "A Child Called It" by Dave Pelzer, this is the violent relationship with a mother. How it swells and how the fights happen. You don't know what to do and all you can do is let it happen. It's either your death or her leaving that allows you to be free.

Submitted: February 20, 2013

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Inspired by the novel, “A Child Called It” by Dave Pelzer
 
On this cold turbulent night
I lift my head to the sound of a crashing current
As if ruminating its last breath
Every sway it devises makes my body quiver in fright
I can almost feel its power thrust against my chest.
Each minute passes
The stormy seas make haste
It’s bitter wind thrashes with force
Nearly beating against my face
I didn’t know what to expect next
 
My heart beats faster as birds above the storm begin to flock
My vision only a blur
I cower at its icy current as it advances towards me and roars
Its violent tides lashing the rocks
A surge of domination swept upon its shores
My lungs filled with sand
I could hardly weep
The seas clammy hands embrace my neck
My heart leapt
All I wanted to do was speak
 
But just as I thought it was the end
The tenacious blows to my face shift and faint
I begin to catch my breath
It has finally ran its course and its fierce roar becomes weak
I open my dry eyes, as water no longer escapes
It’s stormy seas diminishing
I regain my composure but could hardly speak.
“Mom?” I said
She didn’t answer.
At that moment I knew I was free.
 
 
©Copyright of Alison ImperatoMay 15, 2007


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