The Saddest Poem Ever. (PG 13)

[belanna_rules210]

Looking back on a time and place

Seeing a child's innocent face

Knowing that things aren't as they appear

For inside she cries silent tears

Deep inside she is filled with pain

She feels dirty and full of shame

Innocence lost at a very young age

Locked this child in a pain filled cage

There is no freedom or escape

From the fact this child was raped

While the guilty man is roaming free

This child is sentenced to eternity

Eternity locked away with all this shame

She can't help but feel that she was to blame

Even though common sense says it was not her fault

She can't seem to help from having these thoughts

What ifs' keep running through her mind

She keeps going back to those moments in time

If there isn't something different she could have done

Why didn't she scream or at least try to run

Fear kept her frozen to the spot

While this grown man did what he should have not

Shame and fear made her keep the silence

Kept her telling anyone about the violence

The thing that is shocking beyond belief

Is that this child could not get any relief

The same thing happened again and again

The first one was just how it began

More than one man did his worst

None of them caring about the child they hurt

After the first time was it easy to tell

Was it her pain and shame they could smell?

With every touch a part of her died

Now she is in a prison that has no gate

Every one of them sealing her fate

[Alucard]

(Offtopic)
OMG on that list number 38 was awesum!

[Link]

Hey! I finally found another! (I apologize if this has already been posted)


Jenny was so happy about the house they had found. For once in her life 'twas on the right side of town. She unpacked her things with such great ease. As she watched her new curtains blow in the breeze. How wonderful it was to have her own room. School would be starting; she'd have friends over soon. There'd be sleep-overs, and parties; she was so happy It's just the way she wanted her life to be. On the first day of school, everything went great. She made new friends and even got a date! She thought, "I want to be popular and I'm going to be, Because I just got a date with the star of the team!" To be known in this school you had to have clout, And dating this guy would sure help her out. There was only one problem stopping her fate. Her parents had said she was too young to date. "Well I just won't tell them the entire truth. They won't know the difference; what's there to lose?" Jenny asked to stay with her friends that night. Her parents frowned but said, "All right." Excited, she got ready for the big event But as she rushed around like she had no sense, She began to feel guilty about all the lies, But what's a pizza, a party, and a moonlight ride? Well the pizza was good, and the party was great, But the moonlight ride would have to wait. For Dan was half drunk by this time. But he kissed her and said that he was just fine. Then the room filled with smoked and Dan took a puff. Jenny couldn't believe he was smoking that stuff. Now Dan was ready to ride to the point But only after he'd smoked another joint. They jumped in the car for the moonlight ride, Not thinking that he was too drunk to drive. They finally made it to the point at last, And Dan started trying to make a pass. A pass is not what Jenny wanted at all (and by a pass, I don't mean playing football.) "Perhaps my parents were right....maybe I am too young. Boy, how could I ever, ever be so dumb." With all of her might, she pushed Dan away: "Please take me home, I don't want to stay." Dan cranked up the engine and floored the gas. In a matter of seconds they were going too fast. As Dan drove on in a fit of wild anger, Jenny knew that her life was in danger. She begged and pleaded for him to slow down, But he just got faster as they neared the town. "Just let me get home! I'll confess that I lied. I really went out for a moonlight ride." Then all of a sudden, she saw a big flash. "Oh God, Please help us! We're going to crash!" She doesn't remember the force of impact. Just that everything all of a sudden went black. She felt someone remove her from the twisted rubble, And heard, "call an ambulance! These kids are in trouble! Voices she heard...a few words at best. But she knew there were two cars involved in the wreck. Then wondered to herself if Dan was all right, And if the people in the other car was alive. She awoke in the hospital to faces so sad. "You've been in a wreck and it looks pretty bad." These voices echoed inside her head, As they gently told her that Dan was dead. They said "Jenny, we've done all we can do. But it looks as if we'll lose you too." "But the people in the other car!?" Jenny cried. "We're sorry, Jenny, they also died." Jenny prayed, "God, forgive me for what I've done I only wanted to have just one night of fun." "Tell those people's family, I've made their lives dim, And wish I could return their families to them." "Tell Mom and Dad I'm sorry I lied, And that it's my fault so many have died. Oh, nurse, won't you please tell them that for me?" The nurse just stood there-she never agreed. But took Jenny's hand with tears in her eyes. And a few moments later Jenny died. A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best To bid that girl her one last request?" She looked at the man with eyes so sad. "Because the people in the other car were her mom and dad." This story is sad and unpleasant but true, So young people take heed, it could have been you.

[belanna_rules210]

hey, pretty good! My main forte is child abuse, though!

[belanna_rules210]

Window

In common daylight
glass is reflective
windows opaque
to the outside world
only blameless blue
adhering to the surface

Then comes the sun�s low shame
shadows fall
ragged leaf shapes
tugged by desperate children�s whispers
cast those dark stains on the glass

open unspoken interiors
where fingers poke crevices
and apportion blame
rocking-horse laughs with terror in the night

Daddy hid his memory
in this ill-smelling sac
Don�t tell!
Daddy�s drawstring tastes so bad
the life-sac he gave me is too dirty
light fights shy
cruel empty window, no-one peeping.

[belanna_rules210]

Unhappy Christmas
by Steve Woodman
What did you get for Christmas?
Was it something nice?
I'm sitting here in Casualty,
My face is packed with ice.

I dread it every Christmas,
They never give me toys,
Daddy will get drunk again,
His nights out with the boys.

I know he doesn't mean it,
He's far to drunk to know,
He hits me hard for nothing,
And bruises always show.

A Christmas to remember,
The policemen had to call,
They took my Dad away this time,
He said I'd had a fall.

He's really done it this time,
An ambulance had to come,
That's why I'm sitting here in Casualty,
Waiting with me Mum.

[belanna_rules210]

The Ambulance Down In The Valley
by Vanessa
The sky turned gray as I stood on the hill
The smell of violence and the smell of kill
The sound of horror and terrified screaming
It is the only place the sun�s not beaming
A place of swings where no children will play
For I stand by the graveyard to where they most lay
I see drunks lay all over the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

Poor children living a life of violence
With horrifying homes filled with silence
Violent blood shattered on the street
And a child who lay there that has been beat
In fear of their parents I hear children crying
Living in a valley that is somehow dying
I see the blood on the walls in the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

The sun won�t shine in a place of horror
The children cry and the parents beat more
Living in a family with a father who's a drunk
And a mother who smokes dope and a lot of junk
The hospital is full of children bruised
And many are still home being abused
I see shadows of death in the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

The graveyard is full and there will be many more
If the abused do not stop in this horror
Rain pours down from all the tears
That God sheds for people�s fears
Defenseless children can not play
For in their abusive homes is where they must stay
I see a place of horror and a lonely alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

I see a cry for help throughout the place
And fear from a child�s terrified face
At nighttime the moon is gray
Like a horror movie I saw one day
A poor child who doesn�t own a toy
Because the parents won�t buy for the little boy
I still see loneliness in that alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

Careless children, fresh as sin
And some have forgotten how to grin
Children suffer, deliberately burned and bruised
From poor parents who themselves were abused
And violent anger on their mind
Makes them beat on any child they can find
A pool of blood lay in the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

The abuse is increasing day by day
The valley full of pain and the sky still gray
A little child in a corner is what I find
And visions of the abuse still haunts her mind
Seventy percent of children are abused every day
The parents get upset and the children pay
Horrified children and a lonely alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

In the 1960�s abuse was first identified
And since then many children has died
Blood in the valley and a child in pain
Somehow this world has gone insane
Nobody will help or try to prevent the abuse
No one deserves this; there is no excuse
In the village by the alley
The ambulance is down in the valley

The pain and suffering have gotten out of hand
The poor children can not even stand
Some in wheel chairs and some in a cast
And some just trying to forget about the past
Some do not know how love would feel
Some scarred for life that will never heal
Screaming, yelling, the sight of the alley
And the ambulance is down in the valley

One story that is so sad
Is when a stepmother got so mad
The children could not tie their laces
And fear poured out from their terrified faces
She beat them till the blood ran free
I am just glad this never happened to me
The children and their visions of the alley
The ambulance is down in the valley

Think of all the problems the world must face
So please stop the abuse in this horrible place
Poor children who may never see
What a wonderful place this could be
What I am trying to say is think of their pain
Do not think of your problems and complain
Unless you have visions of the alley
Because the Ambulance is still down in the valley

[belanna_rules210]

Betrayal In The Dark
by Pauline Hamblin
Alone in the darkness,
And so afraid -
Never knowing
The plans you've made;
Often you betray
My loving mother,
When my body,
Yours does smother.
Afraid to tell her
You've threatened me -
Life without Mama,
I'm afraid will be.
How much longer
Will this go on?
With that evil grin,
You call me Hon.
Mom seems happy
That you're our dad;
But what you do
Makes me so mad.
When I'm older
I'll make you pay
For those crimes
You commit today.

[belanna_rules210]

Who Would Know
by Melissa Hensle
Who would know these kids were drunk
driving in our town?
I was coming out of the parking lot,
they hit me, I spun around.

All of a sudden my short life flashed
before my hurting eyes.
I started thinking about all the fun
I had with mom, dad, and the guys.
Then I hear the siren guy say there is no chance -
She will die, I also felt my spirit go up into the sky.

Why does my family have to suffer,
for something they didn't do?
I just pulled out of a parking lot and now my life is through.

I am only 19 years old now,
my family's life is going to shatter,
and the civil case will not matter.
The expense of my funeral will bring them down,
me lying in a casket,
my family and friends all on the ground.

Just because those kids thought they were cool,
drinking and driving in my town.

[belanna_rules210]

Little Boy Black And Blue
by Michael Anderson
Oh Little Boy Black and Blue,
Who was it that did this to you?
Who raised a hand at innocence?
Did they proclaim their eminence-
At a child's expense?

Is this your beloved mother's psalm,
This stormy song beneath your calm?
The one who nourished you from birth.
Were you more trouble then you were worth?
Oh was it her who did this to you,
Little Boy Black and Blue?

Was it your father, that loving soul?
Did the alcohol cause him to lose control?
Was his patience tried and taunted-
By the boy he never wanted?
Oh was it him that did this to you,
Little Boy Black and Blue?

Oh Little Boy Black and Blue,
The autopsy confirms it was true.
You were sodomized and strangled.
You were beaten, broken, mangled.
You must've screamed in agony,
As bloodstained hands brought you more misery.
Oh was it someone you never even knew,
Little Boy Black and Blue?

[belanna_rules210]

The Two Faces Of Love
by Pauline Hamblin
Love has two faces
This I surely know
Which one I see today
I don't rightly know.

At times it is so beautiful,
Makes me feel complete.
Other times it can be vicious,
I often times get beat

Wouldn't it be wonderful
If love would never go
To that dark and dangerous place,
A place I do dread so.

Settle for the happy times,
They are far and few.
I must wake up and leave this man
While alive, and still in view.

[belanna_rules210]

Daddy's Faltering Love
by Pauline Hamblin
Why is daddy mad?
I tried so hard today.
To do everything he wanted.
And to stay out of his way.
I feel bad that Daddy,
From God, was given me.
He wanted a child,
He could be proud of.
Not me as I can clearly see.
I don't understand it
Mommy says she loves me, too.
But when daddy hits me
She says there's nothing she can do.
Other kids at school.
Speak highly of their dad.
I don't think he hits them.
Or they, too, would be sad.
I want my daddy to hold me.
And bounce me on his knee.
Instead he thinks that I am bad.
This request is not to be.

[belanna_rules210]

The Bad One
by Kaspatch
With you I thought it would be great,
My life would now be complete.
But then I started to hate,
Every time we had plans to meet.

The feelings I had for you,
Used to make me melt.
Now I'm feeling blue,
Because I know how it really felt.

I made myself forgive you,
For all the things you did.
Still the tension grew,
From every strong hit.

I used to make excuses,
For every single bruise.
Now I know the abuses,
That I really went through.

So afraid to tell,
But more afraid to not.
Dreading the hell,
That would follow this plot.

I finally found some hope,
In my life of terror.
Because now I've learned to cope,
And everything is clearer.

I've found someone new,
Who's helping me get by.
I'm getting over you,
And no longer do I cry.

[belanna_rules210]

i found a whole new batch!

Mommy Mommy



Mommy mommmy please don't hit me
I'm sorry mommy please forgive me
But mommy's reply was a smack
I fell to the ground lying on my back
Ran off to the corner and put my head down
My face covered with tears and a frown
Mommy mommy please don't hit me
I'm sorry mommy please forgive me
But mommy's reply was big girls don't cry
My question was always why oh why
It hurts mommy it hurts so bad
How come you hit me when you are mad
Mommy mommy please don't hit me
I'm sorry mommy please forgive me
Mommy's reply was silent
Her ice cold stare was violent
She said nothing anymore
But those words I will repeat forever more
Mommy mommy please don't hit me
I'm sorry mommy please forgive me

[belanna_rules210]

Please Don't Make Me Do This



In the dark..she hears him breathing..
as she lay tucked there in her bed
"Please don't make me do this.."
she gently whispers in her head.
"Wake up," she hears him whisper..
as she feels the covers slowly rise.
And she knows what happens next..
and she fights the tears back in her eyes.
"You know you're daddy's special girl," he says..
as his hands play beneath her shirt.
Slowly moving into her pants..
and oh, God, how it hurts.
And as he continues doing things..
she wonders how much longer this will last.
Inside her body trembles..shakes..
and she prays that it will be over fast.
Quietly she lay there in the dark..
listening to all the things he said.
"Please, don't make me do this..."
she gently whispers in her head.

[belanna_rules210]

Beating



I lay there curled in a circle

Protecting myself, offering comfort

Tears dried and salty on my face.

Fingers tense tentatively move

Towards my battered legs and buttocks

Checking for the damage inflicted.

In one of dad's rages - uncontrolled violence

Acted out on a little child

Unable to defend herself.


Slowly, cautiously, looking for the proof

Of how a parent can hurt a child

And call it love.


Carefully, painfully testing the skin

Feeling the ridges made by a belt

On skin to young to know

It's not her fault.

[belanna_rules210]

My Daddy Hits Me



My daddy hits me,

I'm not sure why.

And when he does,

it makes me cry.



My daddy hits me,

it hurts real bad.

And when he does,

it makes me sad.



My daddy hits me,

and pulls my hair.

Why wont he stop?

why doesn't he care?



When my daddy hits me,

his anger flys.....

so far that...

last night I had to die.

[belanna_rules210]

Lost Innocence




Tears of sadness
Stream down my face
As i remember the abuse
That took place

I cried so much
But you never heard
You didnt beleive me
You took his word

I tried so hard
To be a good gurl
Not telling the secrets
That happened,in my world

A world filled with
So much heartache and pain
I wanted to die
Not suffer in vain

I know now
All he told was lies
Yet at age five
I was too young

To see thru his disguise
His blue eyes,cold as steel
Preying upon me
Like i was his last meal

Taking from me
What no one can give back
My lost innocence
A child of five

How can you say
You never knew
When you saw me
All battered

Black and blue
You heard my screams
But ignored them too
Now tell me mommy
Why should i love you?

[belanna_rules210]

A Child Gone Home



Her hair is brown

Eyes are blue

An angel face

That is so true

She hides the bruises Day by day

Every night, she wishes she could fly away

Nobody can see the hurt in her eyes

Hoping it doesn�t happen again tonight.

But when night comes, it turns out she was wrong

The anger and hate are too strong

When morning comes, it�s too late

The hands of fate had opened the golden gate

A name is written on a stone

People realizing that she is gone

[belanna_rules210]

Untitled

I'm in a dark room
I feel so alone
I'm wondering,
why is this my home? I'm surrounded by murderers
my days are lived in fear
I inhale so much pollution
people think I've smoked for 30 years

I thought I loved you mommy,
don't you love me too?
You're so abusive
you make me eat my poo.

I listen to your angry screams,
and also evil whispers.
Every night I hug
my 15 brothers and sisters.

Every time I say a word
you answer with a smack.
And what also makes me sad
is we're both addicted to crack.

You never bring us food, mommy.
I don't have enough to eat.
Sometimes I'm so hungry,
I suck on my smelly feet

every time I think of my life
I know I'm a sad little girl
I have 1 question, mommy:
why did you bring me into this world?

[belanna_rules210]

Sexual Abuse


I Lay on my bed curled up all alone
Wishing that Daddy would never come home

Now scared and afraid I hear his car
Again he's been drinking down at the bar

He walked in and slammed the door
Soon once again I'll be really sore

Here he comes on up the stairs
I often wonder why nobody cares

Now in my room he lifts up my gown
My face is filled with tears and a frown

Daddy please don't do this to me
Why can't you ever just let me be

Mommy if I could only tell
I wouldn't be goin through this hell

Inside me now it hurts really bad
When you do this it makes me sad

All finished now he gets up and walks out
Still in my room I sit and pout

Mommy I can't take anymore
I'm done being Daddys little *beep*

Ok Daddy you've had your fun
Now Mommy is calling 911

He lit up a cigarette and took a few puffs
Then the police took him away in cuffs

Now that Daddy's gone I am able to be me
Thank you Lord for I am finally free

[belanna_rules210]

little girl sits alone
naked underestimated
broken child
tears drip on the flowered underwear
that she holds in her hands
forget he reached inside you
and tore out
your soul
tiny womb
invaded
little mind
devastated
bury your pain
hide the memories
except that you are the evil one
unwanted
forever alone
reaching out
to be comforted
trying to be perfect
wanting the hurt to go away
you will never be good enough
you will never be okay
be mommy's little angel
be daddy's pride and joy
don't let them know
that it was your fault

[belanna_rules210]

Life is so precious life is so sweet

Thank God for those little feet.

They should bring into our lives joy

Be it a litle girl or a little boy




We are all God's Chidren to be loved

Not to be beaten, abused or shoved

Too many lives have been lost

Foolishly not realizing the cost




Through bad tempers and sick minds

Precious lives destroyed by all kinds

Little ones just don't know what to do

That is why it is up to me and you




There is too much abuse here today

That takes our precious lives away

Many tears flow from children's eyes

No one hears their emotional cries




So many things we could have done

To save the lives of our loved one

Don't accept this, there is no excuse

For this thing known to us as ABUSE

[belanna_rules210]

The night falls gentle upon the earth

but hard within the heart of a terror-filled child.

There is no peace this night

but a sentry-like awareness of

every noise, every movement

within the house.



A silent prayer is taken upon the wings

of the mourning dove

who waters the ground below with its tears

watching puddles form where each drop lands

forming a new ocean of sorrow.

There is no peace this night.



The tender child draws itself

into a tiny ball as if to disappear

... footsteps are heard in the hall

"please no" is whispered, "please go" is prayed

as the doorknob quietly turns.

There is no peace this night.



The dove soars higher, shaking sobs within its breast

penetrating clouds, gliding on wind

seeking its source

looking for the Light

knowing there will be no peace this night.



The shadow falls across

clenched fists, tousled curls,

drawn up limbs, eyes squeezed shut

against the scene about to unfold

scarcely breathing, knowing

there is no peace this night.



Feverishly winging toward

the rainbow of light and celestial destination,

the dove contracts and gasps with the pain

of its little charges' spirit

and delivers the message

To the being of Light & Beauty

who swoops down to grasp the hand of the child

and deliver its pain to another dimension

to be stored until the child is stronger

and able to face the reality of evil on the earth.



The angel cradles her charge,

gently rocking, while tears stream down her face...

mixing with the silent tears of the child.

The dove quietly sings its grievous song of mourning

for the lost innocence of this precious tot.

There is no peace this night.

[belanna_rules210]

The lashes of life you may not see

Just by looking at me

I have hid the emotional scars deep within

And I have pretended my tears were diamonds

My mother beat me most of the time with an invisible whip

made with hurtful words that cut deep

But no one read the abusive signs

I carried like chains

When she thought I hadn't suffered enough

She beat me with anything close to her hands

And each time when she finally let me go I ran

Hoping to find a way of escape

No matter my childhood age

I was a frightened child

For I lived in the devil's rage

Even now that I am a grown woman

That frightened child lives within me

But I hide her so the world will not see

What a "Mother" did to her

When my mother died

People wondered why I hardly cried

I, and the child within me watched

as mother was lowered in her deep dark grave

And I knew she would never again

Hurt the little child within me

I now know JESUS and I love Him so

He sees and knows the little frightened child

within me

JESUS is gently healing the scars mother's lashes made

And I thank JESUS because I believe

One day this frightened child will be free


Janice Stancil, 2001