Raised by Trauma
My body is an ear.
Absorbing whispers meant for others' mouths that only close to wait to shove out more sound.
In other directions.
Towards another mouth.
Mouths who vomit sounds for the sake of sound.
Mouths that speak without a plan for other mouths.
Earless mouths.
Blathering on until they forget why they opened.
Holes from which echoed flatulence reverberates.
Unmeant for perception.
Meant only for sensation.
To be and for others' not to be.
As if,
As if another,
As if others would dare.
They; the non-playable characters would dare,
To perceive your sensation and respond.
Deaf to the tones you cannot even sing,
Despite the fact that you think you're a Lyrebird.
The only joy you provide is the thought that you think yourself other than a birdless liar; thinking it can think.
Your soul will rot in the brine you drown it in; nothing with a hint of you.
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Categories:
molested, abuse, age, anger, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
your daughter
I STOOD YOUNG AND ALONE
NO ONE TO TONE
BEATEN AND ABUSED
UNSURE AND CONFUSED
NO ONE TO CALL
STAY HIDDEN AND SMALL
WHY WAS I BORN
TO BE TATTERED AND TORN
JUST PIECES OF ME
YOU CHOSE TO SEE
I CARRIED YOUR GUILT
IN THE HOUSE YOU BUILT
YOU WERE MY CARER
TO THE LIFE OF TERROR
A LITTLE GIRL
LONG BLONDE CURL
YOU THOUGHT YOU WON
BUT I JUST BEGUN
NO LONGER WEAK
IT'S STRENGTH I SEEK
NOW YOU'RE GONE
I AM STRONG
YOU WAS MY CANCER
NOW TO GOD YOU ANSWER
NOW I BE FREE
AND IN HELL YOU BE
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Categories:
molested, abuse, child abuse, dad,
Form: Free verse
Molested
I'm going to share with you all...a dark part of my past.
A part that makes me sick and angry...an innocence that didn't last.
It was a time most don't remember...a time I can't forget.
A time I felt no peace or love...a time I just don't get.
I know that I can trust you...I know you can relate.
Some of you have suffered my pain...and have also shared my fate.
I've driven through his town...with trembles and violent shakes.
Sometimes I want to hunt him down...and get back what he takes.
I wonder why I had to lose...why I couldn't win.
My dignity and self-respect...are now gone with the wind.
I wait for death to find me...my pain and memories I pray death takes.
Then maybe I will find true peace...when I can no longer awake.
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Categories:
molested, abuse,
Form: Rhyme Royal
Story of My Life
Used
Disgraced
Rejected
Neglected
Hated
Abused
Suffered
Short on genuine love
Yet I'm living
Living through it all
Date: 28/9/19
Sponsor : Silent one
Contest: story of my life
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Categories:
molested, abuse,
Form: Free verse
Molested Humans Are the Norm
Rape will always be rape, be it 'stranger' or 'friend, '
Be it soldier or priest; it is still about shame!
Just a dollop of power and perps seek the weak,
And their purpose is always to sully one's name.
Dreams of rape invite prey to be victim no more,
For the weak ones "recovered," now bring others pain,
True, some scapegoats get punished, the few who get caught,
But the truth is quite simple; our species not sane!
Rape's no longer just physical, now social norm,
Every bride that sells self or sold, womb's meant for birth,
While society screws hapless men sent to war,
Robbing all souls of empathy, scourging the earth.
Anyone claiming they're 'untouched' likely a liar,
Be you son or a daughter; there's price to be paid.
A child born out of wedlock has bastard for dad,
But there's never a winner in such escapade.
It's no wonder some leaders look like Donald Trump,
The high priest of the angry, he laughs at their trust,
Likely raped by his family, wanting revenge?
The psychotic just laugh, need no psychiatrist.
Long Tooth
August 5,2017
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Categories:
molested, abuse, bullying, evil,
Form: Quatrain
Molested By Love
I thought you were sweet as honey
to bring joy and happiness.
Beautiful moments I dreamt of,
making me wander around looking for love
little did I know that I was wrong
for you turned out to be painful
and left a wound that never heals.
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Categories:
molested, betrayal,
Form: Verse
A Partial Telling of the Molested Child
They become your friend
They take your side
But from the abuse
You cannot hide
Slowly at first
To make you a friend
One he feels he can depend
In your mind you’re crying for help
But each time,no matter what you are alone
When he is done, he feels no disgrace
A feeling confidence, that can’t be erased
He knows you won’t tell
He took his time to be sure
You live in a secret shame
You’re no longer pure
But he said that he loved me
That I was his special one
That he was rewarding me
For something I’d done
As an adult, my life is messed up
I feel that I, may someday erupt
Every aspect of my life is full of pain
If there’s a heaven, may he pay for his shame!!
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Categories:
molested, childhood, confusion, fear, loss,
Form: I do not know?
Molested Time
Molested, tested, invested, my time in you
on a Saturday night in June. Now what am I
supposed to do? I am so through
with dealing with the hurt that you have put me through.
Sedated, elated, it’s been stated that you don’t
love me anymore. But just in case you change
your mind and don’t walk out the door. I am free today
and open to give it a "once more".
Beams, steam, dream, team, I thought we were one
working together to make this love that we both
desire to inspire work. All through the broad daylight
and night, but all we do is fight.
Fall, stall, call out my name in your beautiful voice that
drives me insane. I will not blame you anymore, it is
you not me that will miss out on all the good things
I have in me.
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Categories:
molested, lost loveme, me,
Form: Free verse
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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Categories:
molested, childhood, recovery from..., sad,
Form: Acrostic
Molested
Manipulated into thinking I know not right from wrong
Overpowered by his stature; my weakness makes him strong
Loathing at the thought that the time has come to go to bed
Escaping all the nightmares; forcing them to the back of my head
Sexually deviant and wicked; he’s completely out of control
Twisted are his thoughts, as he finally takes my soul
Evil vicious cycle; spinning round and round and round
Devastation lasting a life-time; still waiting to be found
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
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Categories:
molested, childhood, recovery from..., sad,
Form: Acrostic
Molested By a Dolphin
(This is a fictional poem)
I warned my cousin not to swim with that dolphin.
He swam with it anyway but he won't do it again.
I told him the dolphin would molest him just like that dolphin molested Hank Hill.
When my cousin got in the water, he didn't know that the dolphin was looking for
a thrill.
He got molested and whenever he thinks about it, he gets ill.
I knew it would happen because I watch King of the Hill.
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Categories:
molested, angst, animals, funny, cousin,
Form: I do not know?
Molested
I was a bright, outgoing boy, who sat at the front of the class.
Then, one day that all changed, i feared to even raise my hand for a pass.
I had many close friends, loved sports and school plays.
Then on that day fear beset me, and long gone were those days.
I remember my school, i knew it inside and out.
But now i have blank spots, certain things i've shut out.
Thanks to God and His mercy, i don't recall that foul act.
But i know that it happened, no doubt, that's a fact.
Now, to the person who did this, i have nothing to say.
But, my God will remember, and He'll get you someday!
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Categories:
molested, education, introspection, people, social,
Form: Couplet
Molested
molested by whom he trusted
raped by life
leaving self worth to die
this is what I saw in his eyes
years of prompting could not
bring him to speak
about the unholy nature
of his grief
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Categories:
molested, childhood, confusion, life, people,
Form: I do not know?