My Story, written August 21, 2010

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This is a poem that i was inspired to write about child abuse.

Submitted: August 14, 2011

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My Story

August 21, 2010

 

 

Come to me,

take a seat.

Come listen,

to my story.

 

It wont take long,

I'll make it quick.

Just one moment,

it goes like this.

 

I knew this girl, filled with pain,

she slit her wrists, with hope to gain,

control on her life, she had no friends,

hated her home, in fear she lived in.

 

Her mother was gone, murdered so young,

her father was a drunk, who pushed her around.

Growing up, she had been raped and beat,

she cried on her own, she let nobody see.

 

Come to me,

take a seat.

Come listen,

to my story.

 

It wont take long,

I'll make it quick.

Just one moment,

it goes like this.

 

The little girl, scared and weak,

grew up, not knowing family.

She tried to see, the good in him,

wanted to be held, by the daddy within.

 

Neglected and abused, raped and beat,

that little girl, only made it to fifteen.

Black and blue, she went to school,

with no lunch, and only weighing fifty three-

pounds, so skinny.

 

Now that's the end,

of my story.

You may leave,

or you may speak.

Now if you see,

a child like this,

stand up and speak,

for their life may be at risk.

 

 


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