You Don't Know

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You don't know -

What it's like,

To be Punished.

The Horror;

The Images;

The Lies.

Flashbacks dwell in my Mind -

Forevermore.

They are Horrid.

Since It happened,

The Shadows of my Past lurk behind me.

I still Feel the Pain.

It feels as if there is a Knife that never moves from my Heart.

I Remember -

Sinks;

Walls;

The Screams,

And Yells,

Of a Tormented Child.

A Tormented Child that Attempted to get away.

No One knows this Little Girl.

She was Never afraid,

To Speak what She felt.

She used to be so Loving,

But after That Moment -

She was never the Same.

She doesn't have the same Ability.

The Ability to Love and Care.

She is too Damaged to still have a High Capability,

With Love and Care.

She Cries.

She Cries for Help.

She Needs to Escape,

Her Memories.

She is Trapped in a Prison called Her Mind -

Her Thoughts.

The Memories are Shadows,

Shadows constantly Following her Every Step.

They Never Cease.

They are Ghosts -

Cold, should be Dead,

But cannot find Peace of Mind.

What does She do?

She tries to Take Shelter -

Shelter from The Pain.

This Little Girl,

Lives Inside of Me.

  • Author: Puddin' Lovee (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 24th, 2011 02:33
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem about child abuse, and how it lingers. I still have flashbacks of horrible things that I wish I could forget, but no matter how hard I try, they remain. It's something that I struggle with. It's been awhile since I've had a mental breakdown, but I've gotten close just this year. As you read this poem, please take a moment of your life to remember the abused children in the world. They need you to help them.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 27
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