»
Archives
»
Open Poetry #1
»
A Dream
| Open Poetry #1 |
|
A Dream |
|
|
Sweet T Member
since 1999-06-14
Posts 64mesa, arizona maricopa |
Down comes the hand of Anger Leaving its mark on the young Childs face What did this child do to deserve so much Hatred Crrrrrrrrrrack Goes the belt Here comes the welts The bruises are here to stay Even though they can't be seen by the human Eye Have you ever known anyone to hit with a Belt Plastic Baseball Bat Extension cord High heeled shoe If your answer is yes then explain how this is done No child deserves to be placed in a home where they will not be loved Where they have to hide in corners Live in the dark Share their feelings only with God Fear has gripped onto Them They are not happy and they show this in ways that Only makes the abuser even more Angry They wet the bed They tell stories to hide the pain They cry themselves to sleep They cry themselves awake When does the tears end Can they ever get over the pain caused by the One's who were suppose to show them Love Since they didn't get help as a child it carries into their adult life They hate all (without even wanting to) They give themselves a false sense of Security Latching on to those who continue to hurt Them Even though they know it's wrong But that's what they are use to Show a child hate A child will hate Show a child love A child will give you the world Show a child pain And it will eat at them for the rest of their Life Trust me, for I know this on a first hand Basis The love I dream about is just that A DREAM |
||
| © Copyright 1999 Sweet T - All Rights Reserved | |||
|
Alwye
Moderator
Member Elite
since 1999-06-16
Posts 3850In the space between moments |
So very sad...I especially like the second to last verse. Good job. ------------------ *Krista Knutson* "I will sail my vessel 'till the river runs dry, like a bird upon the wind, these waters are my sky..." Garth Brooks |
||
|
|
⇧ top of page ⇧ |
|
| All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. | ||