Grandfather Child Abuse Poems

I am not the nightlight, nor am I the monster under my bed that my father would tell me to fear. I never feared the...

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THIS TOPIC IS RARELY DISCUSSED IN THE OPEN. MY STORY BEGAN IN THE DARKNESS, I WISH TO BRING IT TO LIGHT.
 IT STARTED IN MY...

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Inxs of poison from iron maiden scorpion mamma and ac/dc charged aries papa

Although gainfully unemployed 
(fate now finds me receiving 
social security disability – 
for...

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I was eight-years-old. 
Waiting for my twin to finish holding baby David.
Grandpa came up and said give me the baby.
I said "Grandpa, I have been...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Telling "White Lies"

My mother got born November
thirteenth, nineteen hundred thirty five
within poverty stricken household
of Canarsie, Brooklyn, the youngest
(most mollycoddled) of four siblings,

experienced grinding poverty, no
matter...

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“The History of a Wasted Mind”

 

What goes through the mind of a recidivist
Fist full of hate and hurt marking time
Fist full of history, got...

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YOU!
Yes you, if you were still here I'd yell at you
I'd go to you
I'd look at you and show you I am still here

I am...

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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...

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She was eighteen
Graduation Day
Valedictorian
The Girl got Straight A’s
Mother says, 'I’m proud of you.
Your hard work is gonna pay.
I know it's been a long road
But you've...

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