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Hidden face_Hurting heart
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raped and abused
when she was just three
broken and used
on her daddy's own knee
she hid the pain away
and learned not to cry
her little voice prayed
but she never asked why
she thought she was bad
for the things that he did
not allowed to be sad
all the memories she hid
they didn't appear
till she was 18
they filled her with fear
though they just felt like dreams
she wanted to deny it
and say it couldn't be true
say her family was perfect
but she had no value
but deep down inside
that little girl is still there
no more need to hide
when the truth is laid bare
This is the first time I've posted in this section of the forums. This poem, as you might guess, sort of tells my story. I've just now started coming to terms with the reality of things...I've always sort of known something had to have happened because I've always shown so many signs of one who's been abused, but I was afraid to even think it might be true so I continued to block things out. In a way it's a relief to be able to look this thing in the eye and be able to realize that I've been going through the things that I have- like depression and cutting- for a reason, and it's not just selfishness and laziness on my part like I've been told. I need to put in the work to overcome this, but I'm finally starting to realize it's not all my fault.
when she was just three
broken and used
on her daddy's own knee
she hid the pain away
and learned not to cry
her little voice prayed
but she never asked why
she thought she was bad
for the things that he did
not allowed to be sad
all the memories she hid
they didn't appear
till she was 18
they filled her with fear
though they just felt like dreams
she wanted to deny it
and say it couldn't be true
say her family was perfect
but she had no value
but deep down inside
that little girl is still there
no more need to hide
when the truth is laid bare
This is the first time I've posted in this section of the forums. This poem, as you might guess, sort of tells my story. I've just now started coming to terms with the reality of things...I've always sort of known something had to have happened because I've always shown so many signs of one who's been abused, but I was afraid to even think it might be true so I continued to block things out. In a way it's a relief to be able to look this thing in the eye and be able to realize that I've been going through the things that I have- like depression and cutting- for a reason, and it's not just selfishness and laziness on my part like I've been told. I need to put in the work to overcome this, but I'm finally starting to realize it's not all my fault.
*HUG*
