I Remember
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This is a poem about remembering the hurt of a child
Not just any child but me.
My poetry are of my real life experiences and all am trying to do is to open people's eyes to the silence a person might suffer
And that a abuse can be hidden for years but the victim
Goes through it every second of the day
Without understanding why it happened and blaming themselves
So just be there open your hearts and listen and use
Your eyes
If you are a victim you will know what sign's to look for.
I remember every punch and every kick.
Every strike with the leather belt every beating
With the stick.
I remember every bone that they made crack
The blood from the whip and the times my
Eyes were black.
I remember every time I had to tell lies
When people use to ask what happened to
Your eyes.
I remember every time in a room with a
Locked door
A dirty stained mattress no carpet on the floor
I remember ripped clothes broken shoes on
My feet.
Being locked away for days with only bread to eat.
I remember the beatings and trying not to cry
And silently praying that God would let me die.
I remember everything like it happened yesterday
I only remember the bad things
Because the good things fade away.
Copyright © Paul White | Year Posted 2023
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