Jimmy Anderson Poet Rhyme

Physical Abuse - the Dark Cloud Remains

For years I've watched the dark cloud, it's followed me wherever I go.
With tears my silence seems so loud, and darkness swallows my rising rainbow!
The demons I've tirelessly fought keep coming back to haunt me.
And the emotional peace I've sought, well, the memories just taunt me!

I find myself thinking of the pain, and ignoring the past is no use.
A frail child nearly drove insane by his grandfathers physical abuse.
That was me, all alone, and how was I going to escape those rough hands?
My poetry became my backbone that allowed my mind to travel to magical lands.

I was only in elementary, learning nouns and verbs.
I didn't understand things said to me, like certain names and curse words.
Grandmomma did her best, holding me to her breast, but he still managed to hit!
I was just a kid, but knew she suffered as I did, and that I could not forget!

The dark cloud of memory was so loud, I wondered if it would destroy me.
I had a phobia of crowds, and solitary was my sanctuary!
When a rainbow would rise in my sky, I got so damn afraid.
Because my darkness would intensify blanketing my strength in shade!

I have my good and bad days, and somehow I've managed to survive.
Beyond my dark cloud is the suns rays fighting to help me feel alive!
I feel the warmth on my skin, making its way to my heart.
My grandfathers sin may have hurt me, but I refuse to let it tear me apart!

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Eiken Laan January 13, 2011 at 3:52 AM Jimmy, it is wonderful when we can write about these awful times, it is putting a voice to the pain and helps a little. I applaud you for being able to write this, you have survived and you are a voice for so many with this poem.

Deb Wilson January 13, 2011 at 12:40 AM I know just where that pain comes from as I have felt it too but stay strong Jimmy.Feel the warmth of that sunshine..love,Deb

Diane Locksley January 12, 2011 at 11:23 PM After all you went through, I have to admire your positive spirit, Jimmy. Today there are social service groups that intervene when a child is harmed. I am glad you found a way to cope with all of this by writing poetry. Best to you, Diane

Francine Roberts January 12, 2011 at 1:46 PM what a fantastic piece of poetry, well done Jimmy, exorcise your demons through your words

Audrey Haick January 12, 2011 at 1:34 PM Remember to stay strong for those who love you unconditionally, JAM and though it is easier said than done, don't ever give up. Peace and happiness you'll find 'cause no one deserves more, Papi! Love, Annalise