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Innocent Criminal

It isn't easy leaving everything that you know behind. Somedays she wakes up happy stress-free. Then she remembers, she remembers. Some say whats in the past should be just that. The past. Cuts and bruises go away, says her mom. But words? Ha! Those follow you. Haunt you. "Your sister caused all this." "Your mother is to blame." Liar. Nothing has ever been his fault. Guilt. LIES. Manipulation, Pain. She didn't ask for it. She didn't bring it on herself. She was just a child. Still a baby. 7 years old. People deep down inside knew. Her sister took a vow of silence to protect her baby sibling, her number one priority. He is a monster. An "Innocent" Criminal. Master of lying. Master of manipulation. No one is safe, everyone is a victim. She got away. Escaped. She still feels the need to protect this man. Yeah, sure cuts and bruises go away. But words, those are forever. Innocent Criminal.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 2/12/2016 8:48:00 PM
Laura,, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 9/5/2013 2:19:00 PM
Hi Laura, A well crafted write that tells a turbulent story. Ken
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Date: 7/17/2013 7:54:00 AM
A solid balance of prose & free verse here. I like how this read & ended. This is my 1st piece reading of your work, color me impressed. Keep it up & nice to meet you! =D
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Date: 7/17/2013 7:04:00 AM
What an amazing and powerful write. Wow. Yes...that kind of baggage gets carried around for life. :( You exposed this abusive behavior of the criminal so well. Great job
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Date: 7/17/2013 6:49:00 AM
- Moving ... but well written, Laura! - oxox / / Anne-Lise (welcome to my poems)
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Date: 7/17/2013 5:09:00 AM
INNOCENT CRIMINAL PAM PAM PAM. That was the sound in my head while reading this. Storytelling in poetry has it's ups and downs, too much storytelling pushes the poem in the background.
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