Gail Lewis Poet Rhyme

I'Ll Pretend I'M Sleeping

I used to have to do that thing you know
Children should be seen and not heard
Know your place your still young
Dont you say a word
Couldn't understand any of this
Yet it became a default of mine
So when danger came wandering 
I did not know what to say except Im fine
So scared to speak to anyone
Too busy you always say 
Was that man supposed to touch me
Didn't seem quite right that day
Yet everyone around me
Doesnt see my plight
So I pretend it hasn't happened
And when you appear next time
Ill pretend I'm sleeping 
And hope you pass on by
Dear Grandad I hope this hurts
As in your grave you rot
For stealing my childhood
For the me time lost- to the me you forgot
Yet I blame them aswell as you
They always knew you were bad
So when I lay blame at your door
I get so very emotional and sad
As everyone of them forgot me
Thought I was ok
Just because I faked a smile
Went out pretending to play
Then I forgot what you did
Till I was of age
Now I have to write it down
As its too painful to say
So if you hear your children
Dont repeat that saying of old
Its wrong and its not valuable
To make your child feel so very cold

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Daniel Turner September 7, 2016 at 8:20 AM I am a man and when I hear or read stories like this I feel something inside that makes me so angry I believe I could actually kill someone. I had a friend who was abused by her adopted dad and it literally stole her life. It is the most disgusting thing I could possibly imagine. Worse than murder in my opinion. I am sorry it happened to you, Gail. I have tears in my eyes. Very sad write. Gail Lewis September 7, 2016 at 8:47 AM Hi and Thankyou for the comments and yes it does sound sadder now I read it back xx

Andrea Dietrich September 6, 2016 at 10:44 PM Gail, this is a very heartfelt write. I am sorry this happened to you. Writing is the way to get it out. writing and/or talking about it with friends. It's nice to meet you and I hope to see more of you! Gail Lewis September 7, 2016 at 8:44 AM Writing this has been a release your right. The words tumbled onto the page last night so there we are - first public share of this kind and it feels good xx it's hard to admit this stuff but it's now done! Thankyou for your kind words Andrea