Deb Wilson Poet Rhyme

A Child's Darkness

Once more I'm sheltered under the bed
I hear his car outside
Sometimes I wish that I were dead
Then I wouldn't have to hide

So glad my little brother's not here
To suffer any pain
As I lie here feeling all this fear
That it will happen again

His footsteps sounding on the stairs
I squeeze myself in tight
Wondering why no one cares
Filled up with hate and spite

He enters my room and looks around
I know my fate is sealed
But still I'm making not one sound
So I won't be revealed

He finds me and he pulls me out
Then does his dirty deed
So numb that I can't even shout
I just lie there and bleed

He leaves me there when he's finished
To just feel sick and cry
My childhood brutally diminished
I'm left to wonder why

Why daddies are the cause of fear
And have no love to give
Wish I was never born,it's clear
I've no reason to live

Now this was long ago,you see
And I have come so far
Though I forgave and let it be
It still left me a scar








**for contest "My Darkest Childhood Memory"
sponsored by Walayee Whitlock

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Carol Sunshine Brown January 24, 2011 at 4:12 AM Congratulations on your win Deb in the contest "My Darkest Childhood Memory"sponsored by Walayee (Lay). Love, Carol

Debbie Guzzi January 23, 2011 at 2:11 PM Lots of us have had similiar things happen [though thank God not my Dad} you are brave to revisit it. Light & Love always Congrad's seem inappropriate. HUGS

Carrie Richards January 23, 2011 at 8:10 AM This is as dark as memory can go....betrayal such as this....touching that sad place we all fear. Congratulations on your winning poem. ~ Carrie

Nette Onclaud January 23, 2011 at 6:53 AM wonderful in all ways, deb.. congrats to you!! :) hugggs, nette

Kory Calhoun January 23, 2011 at 5:13 AM Hi Deb - Congratulations on your BIG WIN in Walayee's contest. Best wishes, KC

Dr.Ram Mehta January 22, 2011 at 3:13 PM Congratulations on the first place win in the contest of Walayee, deb

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 22, 2011 at 1:17 PM Congrats Deb on another number one poem in Lay's contest .. a super touching and emotional piece luv.. enjoy with luv..

Sara Kendrick January 22, 2011 at 12:47 PM Congratulations on your work being selected as first place winner..I hope that this was not your life and only a topic..Sara

Carolyn Devonshire January 22, 2011 at 12:19 PM Congratulations on your first-place win, Deb! So happy for you. Love, Carolyn

Audrey Haick January 22, 2011 at 11:41 AM Congratulations on your Ist Place win in the Contest, De..This is truly sad,as it always is with children who go through this trauma...I'm glad we survived those times and though scarred there is gratitude for life, still. I believe that forgiveness starts the healing process and time will do the rest. Heartbreaking but you've made it, Deb. Always, Annalise

Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway January 22, 2011 at 11:33 AM Congrats Deb on this painful win... Lay

Wilma Neels January 22, 2011 at 11:21 AM A dark memory and the sad reality that it still happens even today.. congratulations on your first place win in Lay's contest Deb.. love, Wilma

Julie Heckman January 8, 2011 at 8:49 PM I really enjoyed reading your poem, it reminds me of mine. Most people usually don't want to hear about it. I wrote one very similar to yours...it's called father. Julie Heckman

Robert Pettit January 5, 2011 at 5:46 PM You have a winner here. Your descriptiveness is pervasive and your rhyming is quality. You should garner serious consideration for this contest.

Carolyn Devonshire January 5, 2011 at 11:21 AM Oh, Deb, this is truly a very dark memory. I don't know how you were able to forgive, but surely no child would ever forget this type of abuse. A truly gripping read. By far the darkest childhood memory I have read for the contest and you don't need luck to win with this entry. Bless you for having the courage to share it. Love, Carolyn

Poet Destroyer A January 4, 2011 at 7:20 PM good luck in the contes, p.d.

Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway January 3, 2011 at 9:57 AM My heart breaks as I read your words Deb. Your words and the countless victims of this horrific abuse. It haunts me every day... I am so terribly sorry for your pain. I know you have forgiven and I'm happy to know that you've come so far. I also know being a victim myself that the memory and scars never leave you. This is a powerful write and I thank you for your courage to share. Thank you for your entry... Lay