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The Pain Of Your Denial
27 June, 2000
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)

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So hard to put the past behind
Each time it swats me in the face
To forgive and forget sounds so easy
But unfortunately that's not the case

The things you have done still bite at my core
I still strive to understand
I ask but you think you've done nothing wrong
I know you know.. you don't misunderstand

Your actions were so deliberate
Caring nothing... but for you
Hard to believe you can be so callous
With no repercussions to ensue

My life has been forever changed
You still act as if it never occured
Blame is to me if I bring it up
So the hurt in my soul remains stirred

I cannot pretend your actions did nothing to me
I can't forget what I live with each day
Betrayed by your lies that destroyed part of my life
I still suffer each day as you play

Will you ever realize the hurt you caused
The pain deep in my heart you've embedded
Can I ever move forward without facing your past
Or will my heart, that you touched, remain shredded

------- Author's Notes -------

Sometimes abuse doesn't only come from parents, it can come from false accusations of angered children. With a system more involved in being the winner rather then in the truth, the pain can go on endlessly.. And placating adults who really don't know the truth .... they say "its okay"
When it will never be "okay" again.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Dawn (65.19.72.222) -- Friday, June 18 2004, 01:37 pm

Reminds Me

This poem reminds me of how my grandmother treated me and how much pain it caused me. I also feel that i can never fogive her for the pain she caused (no she didnt physically abuse me but sometimes i think that would have been easier to forgive)
Queen Selen (66.217.39.69) -- Wednesday, June 23 2004, 10:53 pm

terrific

i feel like that sometimes, but whats strange is that i feel like im doing it to myself.
Lee (67.79.109.221) -- Wednesday, April 20 2005, 03:55 pm

right

You are totally right abuse can not only come from parents it can come from so many things. sometimes even things that are so tiny and i totally hate it when they say its ok!
 
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