Did they know that the little girl behind the adult woman's eye's wishes you seen her? Did they know the grown man who laid between the little girls thigh's was a molester and abuser? Did they know the trauma and abuse was going to produce a diamond that will shine in the darkest of dark's? Did they know that the little girl grows up with so many questions and with no answers? Did they know that all she wanted was to be loved? Did they know that all the trauma produced the kindest heart? Did they know she would define all odds? Did they know that she would be the person that everyone needs? Did they know that girl is me?
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Author:
LB (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 11th, 2023 11:01
- Comment from author about the poem: I was molested at the age of seven until i was fifth-teen and has happened in my adult life as well. This poem is based off my feelings about it all and i know that others can relate to this poem.
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
People are three types :
Beasts who struggle to please their pleasures ..
Thinkers who strive to answer their mind's wonders ..
Worshippers who dedicate their souls to heaven ..
Victims of the first type .. would become either thinkers or worshippers. .
(My support..)
Thank you.. I want to be the person who builds my self and others. Things like this dont get talked about much and i know others could relate.
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