'Hush my darling, don't hide your sweet face as
You cower in the shadows, cloaked in the
Darkness to avoid my hate. It was a
Moment of madness, pure selfish pride that
Made me re-arrange your face. My club fist
Snarled in a ball, unleashed with fury at
You so small. Hush darling I won't invade
Your virginity or fondle your bones,
Soiled in my fluids, soiled in my filth.
Hush my darling I won't inflict more pain
On our guilt. Hush my darling don't cry at
My love - locked in my conspiracy, our
Secret to keep, locked in your eyes, locked in
Your heart, locked in your room, frightened to sleep.'
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Author:
sue.evans (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was born out of an article that I read in a magazine - about a child victim of abuse. It was quite a hard hitting article and then in the UK there was the Rotherham child sex exploitation cases. I find any abuse difficult to stomach but especially any kind of abuse of children. I make no apologies for some of the language in my poem as it is uncomfortable to read but that was intentional to try and create empathy with the nightmare victims of abuse live in every day and night.
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Comments9
Thank you
This is such a sad poem but written perfectly. I can feel every word!
That was the aim of the language choice 😊
Ouch ouch ouch! I'm so glad i read your note after reading your work. Very, very provocative - my anger grew with each line! Excellent!
That is the response I was aiming for - thank you.
This is just really
So Very good.
I wrote one called..
Born..Raped..Lost..reborn.
If you get a moment please
Read it and let me know
What you think of it.
It's about the abuse I had
As a child from my
Step father, though the
Word father should never
Be mentioned in his name.
Loved your poem....
I will definitely read your pone ana I feel fir your torment.
Such a powerful poem. You are a wonderful writer.
Thank you very much such a compliment.
Glad ( if that is the right word for such a comment) i was able to create that empathy.
Again I'm amaz d at the quality of poems here. I was that child and my bones went cold when I read that. You captured "the child's pain" perfectly.
Sorry if it reminded you of bad times. But like your comments about the poem. Thank you.
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