Lost Innocence
For days on end
A child cried
Nowhere to run
No
place to hide
The tears were silent
A stone face shown
People all
around
Yet she was alone
What happened to her
She didn't
tell
But survived alone
In her private hell
The shame now
there
A childhood ruined
With no idea
It wasn't her doing
She
did not know
About birds and bees
She just thought
They belonged in
trees
He invaded some places
Foreign to her
She didn't
protest
She did not stir
All she thought was
This is wrong
But
couldn't move
He was too strong
She let it happen
She's to
blame
She never expected
To feel such shame
For days on end
She
felt guilt
If she told
A family would tilt
The fear now
there
Buried deep inside
Even if asked
She would have
lied
Living in silence
Until this day
Now she knows
What she
must say
It is her duty
To now tell
So other children
Not endure
her hell
By Lisa A. MacLeod
I can understand completely what you are conveying here. I hope you get to check out my blogs at www.myraysoflight.wordpress.com ...some of the poetry might interest you. I will also place you on my blog roll so hopefully I can get you some traffic also.
ReplyDeleteI am crying...and relating so hard! Someone damaged and robbed of their own innocence removed the light of yours. And you fought HARD to retrieve it, using your intelligence. Your creativity. Your ART! BRAVO brave lioness. I salute you, and all of us that thrive. Blessed Be.
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