Open Poetry #7 |
Stolen Innocence (Abuse Challenge) |
Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
~Repost from Open 3 (written for one of my students)~ Stolen Innocence You beat down my will Stole my innocence Ripped the tenderness from my soul. I watched you assault my sister Then lived through the brutality myself. For years I thought I was to blame For not being strong enough To fight you off. I could’ve screamed louder, (Would anyone have heard my pain?) Should’ve kicked and hit a little more, (Would my 4-year-old strength have been enough?) I wished you dead. And suddenly you were. For years I thought I’d killed you with my hate. It’s taken ‘til now, to realize that you’d killed the little boy I was, And the man I could’ve been. Burn in hell, you bastard. |
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Jeffrey Carter
since 2000-04-08
Posts 2367State of constant confusion! |
Tara, I must say this is my feelings exactly, but I want to see him suffer a while before he goes. Jeffrey |
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Marina Member Elite
since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245Pickering, Ontario |
Tara this is indeed powerful, and certainly filled with anger and resentment. I hope your student did recieve help to get through this. Your writing was very nicely done. Short and certainly to the point. Challenge well met! Marina |
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mariee66 Senior Member
since 2000-01-30
Posts 596Recess, OfYourMind |
This is very intense, Tara~ Intense and sad~ Marie~ |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
very sad! |
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kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
i do hope that boy is surviving through life well... haunting poem...really brings the reader in the eyes of the boy ") |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Tara~ the title is exactly what your poem reads, soo sad. Tracie~ Keep all the windows of your mind open Anne Rooks |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Tara~ Too many times these terrible events make the paper ... too many times they don't. But, they are written on the life pages of those children forever. Thank you for sharing this poignant piece. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Tara, this is an emotional powerful piece, one of several now Ive read by you-- written for someone else... it speaks to your compassionate and kind heart. You capture their pain as if it was your own. moving work here, take care, jm Well the sun sets gently on your shoulders And it makes me want to touch you there. And the light in your eyes makes me feel Like there's something much better out there Something kind... And I know someday I might be looking around Trying to find some purpose Well purpose it can't be that hard to find As long as I've got the wind... The wind and your love to carry me. vertical horizon |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
JM, thank you for your comments about my attributes. When these children open themselves up and share their pain, it's so hard NOT to feel it with them. |
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