I Was Abused.
I was Raped.
I Was left starved.
I Was all alone.
The only person I can trust is me.
I can't trust my mother or father.
I can't tell my teachers
I can't tell my friends cuz I have none.
I can't scream for help.
I can't call for help.
I can't depend on my sisters for this has never happened to them before.
I can't run form it. I have no were to go
I have no money.
I'm under age to live on my own.
I fear if I do anything all will happen worse.
That is why I trust myself.
And only myself.
I fear I will die alone.
With an empty heart and mind.
With out love of family.
With out a God.
Just by myself.
------- Author's Notes -------
My inspiration come's from a book: A Child Called, "It."
Comments on this poem/writing:
|grey (126.96.36.199) -- Monday, September 27 2004, 02:00 am|
if it is to personal wich it very might well be push the question aside who did it to you caused all the pain
|Alyssa Filannda (192.168.0.115) -- Thursday, October 14 2004, 07:51 am|
why did you feel so much pain
|Harold Fulo (192.168.0.115) -- Thursday, October 14 2004, 07:52 am|
have you ovecome that pain already
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