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No one knows...The pain I've suffered and gone throught. If you can't relate, maybe you can see my pint of view. No one knows...That I was a child severely confused. I was physically and sexually abused. I went through yesterday what you see today on the news. I still feel the bruise.... No one knows...That depression affected me to the core. My emotions within me causing war. The paranoia would be hard to ignore. I would listen for footsteps creak outside my bedroom door.... No one knows...The extent of my distrust. My heart did as it must and it was hard to adjust. No one knows...That during the night I would cry myself to sleep. The physical scars were more than skin deep. No one knows...Those personal demons affected my courtships, And my fear of abandonment would destroy my relationships. No one knows...I overcame these obsticles alone. Slowly this organ has healed beneath my breastbone. No one knows...I long for that love and security. I'm praying for that strong woman to come along and comfort me....

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Date: 12/11/2009 10:34:00 AM
A deep write and I hope is alright with you at the present moment or becoming fine. A truthful write which I felt as I read, hope every thing will work out if its not working out already. Enjoy your day. :):)
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Date: 12/10/2009 12:09:00 PM
Ah Jimmy, we learn more about your beautiful heart, mind, soul, and spirit with each new poem you write. Smile,Keep that pen of your flowing free and unencumbered for we want to keep learning more. The things you've been through have indeed been tuff, but trusting in the fact you endured it for a reason is what is going to see you through.I'm sure one day you will be able to help someone else through your own experience. How powerful that is hun. Stay strong in spirit.We're all pulling for you!
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Date: 12/10/2009 10:58:00 AM
For the first time in my life I wrote about my trauma in The "If You could Talk To God" contest" No one in my family knows up until the present. It is heavy baggage we carry throughout our lives affecting every aspect of it. My heart is broken, all over again. This is so very sad but hey, you survived Jimmy. Many like us don't. God has brought you this far, tomorrow will be a better day. Peace and love, Audrey
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Date: 12/10/2009 9:46:00 AM
Ow my i hope this poem isnt true,Jimmy!I hope you didnt have to pass through all this torment and yep what you said is true .certain people do acts in their present life,as a result of their past.You will find someone strong who ll be there,but the strength i believe in is the strength you carry..this poem is deep and made me shed a tear indeed--Charma
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