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sins_and_tragedies
Junior Member

since 2006-04-26

Posts 41
england

0 posted 2006-05-01 06:01 AM

Years have passed since it all began
I have trouble remembering a time in which
It never existed.
The screaming, the fights, accusations,
Vulgarities spit at one another,
Threats spoken; the only promises ever kept.
Glass shattering, sirens flashing,
Screams in the distance, never answered-
Only forgotten, as a new day arises.

And I, a small child when it began…
Watching scenes of catastrophe
Attempting to salvage what I could,
The broken pieces of my family.
But at the age of four,
A voice not often heard.

So, as all problems are resolved,
Mother scooped up her daughter and fled.
But the damage was too deep.
And with the first time she held control,
Her fury found a scapegoat in her child.
And as time passed, and she bore another,
He became her main obsession.
While the oldest, only nine,
Was once again forced to watch,
Completely helpless, her voice ignored…

A year later, a change of scenery.
Back with her father,
Suppressing memories from long ago.
Disregarding her mother’s warnings;
Choosing the lesser of two evils.

Age eleven, her brother three,
Father owns both now.
And sadly, the roles switch;
Daughter now mother,
Brother resuming her former place.
Though the abuse remains emotional,
By age thirteen, she realizes the inevitable.
And with one last sobbing cry for help,
She downs every pill within grasp,
Wishing her life away.
Only to awaken in Intensive Care,
Finding that even death is too much to ask.

So she disappears for the next three years,
Avoiding her father’s wrath.
Finding solace in self-mutilation
Only to return, to face her past
In an attempt to put old demons to rest.

Now sixteen, and supposedly "wiser,"
She recognizes her own strength,
And no longer merely accepts
Her father’s threats, but defends herself.
Angering him even more…
Until one day it reaches a breaking point.
He grabs hold of her, throwing her to the ground
Over and over…never ceasing.
And each time she attempts to stand,
Once more she is thrown down;
Quicker, and more fiercely.
Helpless and frightened, pleading for help,
And yet someone remains in the distance-
His friend, not acting, merely watching…

Once free from his grasp,
She dashes to the phone
Dialing a so-called "safety net"
But before the numbers are even pressed,
He speaks these dreadful words:
"I’ll just tell them you attacked me…"

And as soon as they arrive,
That’s exactly what he does.
And because he’s such a great liar,
The bruises and handprints covering her body,
Are merely disregarded.
Her voice, as always, unheard.
While she’s deemed the "Assailant,"
And he, the "victim."

is good to face this things with a sense of poise and rationality

[This message has been edited by sins_and_tragedies (05-01-2006 07:01 AM).]

Silent Prisoner
Junior Member

since 2006-02-15

Posts 39
Around Somewhere

1 posted 2006-05-01 04:34 PM

All I can say is just, "Wow". THis is so powerful and amazing. It really struck a cord with me. Awesome job keep it up. ~Silent

"I will give you my strength and my will to live strong."

bekahlekah45
Senior Member

since 2006-03-14

Posts 533

2 posted 2006-05-01 05:39 PM

Threats spoken; the only promises ever kept

favorite line in the whole poem
NICE JOB! i like it....a lot. keep it up! i look forward to reading more posts from you!

pullingxthextrigger
Member

since 2006-05-01

Posts 133
MA,..USA llx

3 posted 2006-05-01 05:56 PM

i like how its just like a story but a poem..im sure theres a word for that but im just to shocked right now to find it. this poem is soooooo good. undescribable again...awesome job! <33

the_girl_next_door
Senior Member

since 2006-02-26

Posts 591
USA

4 posted 2006-05-01 10:05 PM

"WOW" I wish that I could give you some constructive critism on this instead of just a nice compliment like everyone else.. but I'm afraid there is not room for improvement.. You did a fantastic job on this.. wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.. i loved the emotion the anger, despair, wisdom, fear, captivity that this poem set off.. and the end made a great conclusion to this.. you didn't settle for only that which would suffice to the reader.. you went beyond and I loved it.. great job..

~Heather

Desire nothing except desirelessness. Hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes.
Want nothing & you will have everything.

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