Time Child Abuse Poems

DID NIGHTMARE
having Did is not all that’s cracked up to be.
Having to try to remember what you did, day to day
Having people say “ I...

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I am skin, I am bone
My vessel all alone
My heart, it is broken as it stays inside it’s tomb
Breaking Through, breaking out
Well, it’s all I...

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I sit and look at my Father,
His silent cries when he looks at his daughter,
In the darkness of the night,
Battling the tribulations so that we...

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Ask me about me and I will tell you about me, ask me about me and I will satisfy your curiosity. You walk around the...

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**Content warning: depicts abuse (please skip to one of my more lightheaded poems if one needs to).


To you, your abuse began as a game or...

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(All). We are the voice of the children, here to educate and lament about all the pain, joy, and anxiety and fear we carry as...

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My wretched soul so twisted by self doubt,
malingered on false words and fragrant lie.
Through turbulence and ever-endless drought,
in hushed distress, my inner child did cry.
Yet...

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"The Depths"

From the depths
silence.

Where 
are the voices
of other 
women?

In that other place,
the monsters violate, 
they take and take
bloody all, what they want

the dreams of women
are...

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FINISHING LINE
 
It’s only temporary they say!
It’s not the solution it’s a contribution
You steal from people you love!
You steal precious time  
You self destruct,...

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November gray, predator's prey
Spark of the day stretched away
The month of gloom 
For so long....don't stay! 
Though time would fly
Yet it's preferential
Cause August slipped away...

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(It's really hard to ignore the videos of the injured kids... It really is heart wrenching) 

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And then the night turned red
And screams were...

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In the darkness a cry
A little voice ask why
Soft footsteps across the floor
Can see them passing my door
I cry no more
Moms away 
Dad likes to...

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Never thought I'd live long enough to see a holocaust.
A holy slip of land whittled into a divining rod for carnage and death.
The footsteps of...

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In me, is my strongest  part
...My heart...
It is made of stone
From time alone
Stronger than bone
Super dented Super man
Of the world I'm not a fan
I...

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Three states
in five hours.
Maybe we’ll stop somewhere nice
like a KOA campground.
A kid can hope. It’s hot and it would be great to go for a...

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