Stolen Youth

I took a stroll around my mind today And there I found images, visions at play: I saw a child, happy carefree I somehow knew that child wasn’t me More of a hope, a dream that never came true That dream, that illusion was shattered by you I saw a teen innocent naive For that misled youth I often grieve I see a bride and her husband to be But for me that door’s locked and you hold the key I see the life I should have know The type of environment in which I should have grown You’ve taken so very much from my life, From my sister, your daughter, my mother, your wife You’ve haunted my days and tortured my nights To the memories you leave me I can put up no fight. I will never forgive you for the pain that you’ve caused The whole of my life has been slowed down or paused I only hope that one day I’ll see How to trust again and learn to be me ________________________________________________ April is child abuse awareness month. According to Ofsted, 3 children die every week from child abuse in the UK and Wales