A poem reflecting back on abuse.

It was that day,

In a dark basement,

Caught and overpowered,

I never told anyone,

I was only seven years of age,

I lost trust in the world,

Trust in people too,

With snakes,

I was threatened,

Had to pay,

To prevent further abuse,

No voice to say no,

No voice to cry for help,

No voice to speak up,

Alone and cold,

Memories remind me,

Of scars inflicted upon me,

To this day,

I cry,

I get torn apart,

By the actions,

I realize,

That day changed my life,

Forever.

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  • Prettywolf on Sep 27, 2009

    I’m sorry that happened to you… its a good poem and I do like it. Very sad to know something like that happened to you. I grew up being abused in different ways and by different people and I understand the pain that must cause you to remember that time in your life

  • Roberto Sardelli 1 on Sep 28, 2009

    Hi Prettywolf, it is sad that people can get abused. Sadly it affects a marriage that one is in. Thank you for your kind words

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