Long Sexual abuse Poems

“SUMMER”



Where 
has Summer 
gone?

The world 
has lost 
Summer

Sweet 
little 
dream

missing 

all those other 
beautiful  
small dreams 

seen as toys
small and 
inconsequential 

casually tossed aside, 
disposable play,
things

pure shining lights
smiling eyes once so bright, 
switched off,

'neath...

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"Backhand"



You have turned me
inside out, cut open
like a tennis ball
I used to beat backhand
along with the racket
hard against the garage wall

To make sense of it all
as a child, the grief stolen
all too swiftly and replaced...

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Phobias
	A Bluto is not that Disney dog
	It was when a mewling 
	that I would scream 
	Should they wet my body
	And then apply cream
	
	Ablutophobia – fear of bathing, washing, or cleaning
	
	Achluo the demon that lurks
	In darkened...

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A shameful act in this world we live today
surely an educated mind can clearly see the truth behind a mask
Ignorance is the hardness of heart manifests in such violence 
The horrors and inhumanity of it...

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This is the story of Jeni Haynes, whose father inflicted horrific physical and sexual abuse on her from the age of four years old. As a result she created over 2000 alter egos to get...

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Look no further than the nose on your face...

for Mutualism among Homo sapiens
long thought to be a pipe dream
case in point sited by a couple of recent
purportedly natural events possibly
exacerbated courtesy global warming
namely present conflagrations
include...

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"Exegesis"



At 7 he was 
thrown to the wolves

Bede marked his territory
hidden secrets 
kept in the abbey

he escaped
went to war
where the unwanted trod

First regiment,
Vietnam
he took with him
like a comfort blanket
his Nicene creed and God

and on returning...

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Drink the poison from my blood, breathe the rot from my lungs.
Take all that has been decaying inside me and nurse it to health like an injured bird.
A child who was once pure, turned sour...

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Unquotable quotes: Addictions: Smokes, Drugs, Sex, Films and Sleep – XL

Where the hand leads, the eyes close.
When the eyes shut, imagination is on fire.
What you don’t really see is what you feel.
When you feel at...

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The day was long and she was spent
off to the pool our hot mom went
asked for some lotion
and dreamlike potion
drifting away she was content

Before to long she had awoke
sounds of pleasure the pool boy spoke
she...

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A church is a hospital for sinners and not a museum for saints
And it's not a place for someone to act like something they ain't
We've all been through some heartache, disappointment, 
bitterness and pain
Suffered physical...

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Throughout my life, the same phrase has been repeated to me- “no means no.”
The concept of refusing an action you’re uncomfortable abetted me towards hope; growing up, distraught was brought upon me due to my...

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Why is the forgiveness of Jesus Christ sufficient for us? Because when Jesus Christ first cleanses our sins and forgives us of all of our unrighteous! It is sufficient enough that He has forgiven us!...

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Let these be other dire warnings to all of you who have ever had any dealings with the devilish occultist activities: The most popular one is a game you should destroy if you have one...

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I see the way your body dances through the halls of our home, how dirty you are. dirty little girl.
My teacher said this is not what we do. Mom tells me this is bad.
They’re wrong....

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It must be hard
To carry it around
That load of hate
Weighing on your heart
A powder keg
Waiting to explode

You pretend it isn’t there
But now and again it shows
In what you say
In what you write
The sarcasm hidden under...

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The Narcissist In Our House

There is a person with narcissistic personality disorder
In our house.  This fellow is loved by some who want
To keep him where he is.
How do we know he suffers from this...

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It got worse each time,
But was always intrusive.
Inside and out you would climb.
Until you were fully protrusive.

First time was all hands,
Then you moved down below,
I listened to your demands
I didn't want the bruises to show.

He...

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You supported others who you thought were saviors. No one was there for me, no emotional support, no encouragement. Only whispers of whay I need to do and how to do it. As if you...

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When will it stop, I often sit and wonder
This pain I have inside, shaking my soul like thunder.
To figure it out, I must dig deep down inside
And unmask the secret that I have tried so...

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I've been beaten down, back stabbed and drug through the mud
But yet all I search for is my true love
I've been thrown down stairs and spit in my face
I've never really found my own happy...

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It started when I was a child
I was a kid with a gift
That no one understood or recognized
Instead of loved I was picked on and ostracized

However I blocked it all out
But little by Little its...

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Audry: I love you so much, we are destined to be together
People will envy our love. I have told my parents i met the man i will marry.

Will you ever cheat on me?
Michael: If you...

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The sexual abuse of children is all to common these days. The effects are everlasting. These crimes effect more than 
just the victim. I am a member of a poetry site (Poet's Workshop) and we...

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[An anti -victim blaming project]

[“He was asking for it with those clothes,” the officer said, pointing at the black shorts he wore. It was torn at the bottom, with knotted hems and hanging strings from...

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