Stacy Stiles Poet Acrostic

Sexually Molested

Self-Esteem destroyed; lost and never found
Engaged in unwanted advances; horror all around 
X-Rated is the actions; the pain is something unable to forget
United are the demons, which created the mood to set
Audacity running through his veins; unable to see the fright 
Losing all my dignity; fighting with all my might
Lusting for a purpose; one of the ultimate sins
Yearning for gratification; not thinking about the child within

Mortified beyond repair; a terrified child now resides 
Open to the vulnerability; a perfect secret now to hide
Losing this perverted battle; feeling mute and all alone
Emptiness has now replaced, a subtle joyful tone
Silence I have learned; haunting memories hiding within
Trust I give to no one; for all of life is one big sin
Exiled from a childhood, that helped make me who I am today
Disgraced by the memories as I watched my childhood fade away

© Stacy Lynn Stiles

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Elaine George January 17, 2009 at 10:19 AM Dear Stacy, This is a very powerful write. Sometimes are darknest moments in life give us our greatest strengths. So many great people in history had terrible terrible pasts. You can, rise above it and be the powerful spirit you were meant to be. Your writing is a great start. Love and peace, Lainie

Mohamed Shokry January 16, 2009 at 5:12 AM excellent vocab, excellent acrostic , and excellent heroic couplet , may fav poem , Mohamed.........

Yoni Dvorkis January 14, 2009 at 6:59 AM One of the things I like about writing is that you can grab the horror inside and force it out on paper. At least then it's no longer in hiding. This is really courageous of you.

Sean Kelly January 14, 2009 at 4:14 AM Stacy , brave write ... I'm with Vince 100% ,on this one .... Like I said , brave call for you , so Write Onnnnn .....

Raul Moreno January 14, 2009 at 3:16 AM Nice acrostic Stacy and Congratulations on your featured poem this week...Raul

Pat Dickey January 13, 2009 at 3:53 PM You're killing me!! My exact feelings!! Horrible childhoods can make for horrible adulthoods!! Congratulations on your featured poem.

Vince Suzadail Jr. January 12, 2009 at 7:39 AM Your life is or never has been one big sin. You bring something special to this world. The sin belongs to the predator. The curiosity, self questioning, difficulty with the self esteem are all part of the assault on the innocent. Self righteous liberal bastards in the judicial system usually let the criminals walk. Working with kids who have gone through, I often battle my own feelings of rage and dreams of street justice. Vince

Carol Sunshine Brown January 12, 2009 at 5:27 AM Congratulations on your Outstanding poetry being featured this week Stacy. Love, Carol

January 11, 2009 at 2:39 PM The pain comes through your words here. This reality happens way too often and destroys too many lives. Good use of the acrostic form. Congratulations on being featured this week. I wish you ongoing success with your writing. Karen

Carrie Richards January 11, 2009 at 1:52 PM Such a heartbreaking poem, but written with such honest feelings. Well derserved to be a featured work this week. ~ Carrie

Sharon Winter January 11, 2009 at 1:08 PM An amazing write on such a sad and disturbing subject. Warmest congrats Stacy on your excellent featured write. Love, Shar