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Array ( [sid] => 124260 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => This Girl [time] => 2006-08-09 11:04:04 [hometext] => this peom is very personal... but I had to write it... [bodytext] => A little girl,
Tender age of five.
She slumbers happily,
Dreaming sweet,
Innocent dreams.
She awakens to fighting,
Her mommy screaming at daddy.
He came home drunk again.
She climbs out of bed,
And stumbles as quietly as she can to the doorway of the only bedroom in the house.
She watches as daddy shoves mommy into the fridge.
She doesn’t make a sound.
The little girl is about eleven or twelve,
And she’s used to the fights.
But as she paces the school ground,
By the two trees,
She’s thinking of her father.
He’s in another town,
Having a major heart surgery called a quadruple bypass.
She’s so worried that something bad will happen.
But she tells no one.
She’s sixteen.
And her dad’s in the hospital because he got sick.
Maybe all the alcohol abuse over the past sixteen years of her life,
Maybe it has finally caught up with him.
But she stays as quiet as can be.
Seventeen.
She had a horrible summer.
She lost her trust in men,
But who can blame her?
After three years of close friendship,
And him being there when she really needed a friend,
This guy she thought she knew,
He rapes her.
She doesn’t want to tell a soul.
Same summer.
Her cousin’s wedding day.
Her dad ends up in the trauma unit
He fell twenty feet straight down off of a ladder.
She stayed quiet about how she felt.
Still the same summer.
She gets a phone call,
From a friend.
The friend tells this girl that the guy who raped her has died.
She stays quiet,
For she doesn’t know what to say.
This girl is twenty now.
She used to cut,
Just to feel something other that the emotional pain.
She’s haunted by so many demons,
That she’s been fighting for years,
And has yet to win.
Her soul and emotional body are littered with scars.
Scars from all the battles,
She wants to give up.
Just end it all here and now.
But she can’t,
Because something’s keeping her here.
So,
With tears burning a path down her face,
She sits and writes her poetry,
Waiting for the numbness to overtake her. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 23 [informant] => Lady_Ravyn_Bloodstone [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )

This Girl

Contributed by Lady_Ravyn_Bloodstone on Wednesday, 9th August 2006 @ 11:04:04 AM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems

A little girl,
Tender age of five.
She slumbers happily,
Dreaming sweet,
Innocent dreams.
She awakens to fighting,
Her mommy screaming at daddy.
He came home drunk again.
She climbs out of bed,
And stumbles as quietly as she can to the doorway of the only bedroom in the house.
She watches as daddy shoves mommy into the fridge.
She doesn’t make a sound.
The little girl is about eleven or twelve,
And she’s used to the fights.
But as she paces the school ground,
By the two trees,
She’s thinking of her father.
He’s in another town,
Having a major heart surgery called a quadruple bypass.
She’s so worried that something bad will happen.
But she tells no one.
She’s sixteen.
And her dad’s in the hospital because he got sick.
Maybe all the alcohol abuse over the past sixteen years of her life,
Maybe it has finally caught up with him.
But she stays as quiet as can be.
Seventeen.
She had a horrible summer.
She lost her trust in men,
But who can blame her?
After three years of close friendship,
And him being there when she really needed a friend,
This guy she thought she knew,
He rapes her.
She doesn’t want to tell a soul.
Same summer.
Her cousin’s wedding day.
Her dad ends up in the trauma unit
He fell twenty feet straight down off of a ladder.
She stayed quiet about how she felt.
Still the same summer.
She gets a phone call,
From a friend.
The friend tells this girl that the guy who raped her has died.
She stays quiet,
For she doesn’t know what to say.
This girl is twenty now.
She used to cut,
Just to feel something other that the emotional pain.
She’s haunted by so many demons,
That she’s been fighting for years,
And has yet to win.
Her soul and emotional body are littered with scars.
Scars from all the battles,
She wants to give up.
Just end it all here and now.
But she can’t,
Because something’s keeping her here.
So,
With tears burning a path down her face,
She sits and writes her poetry,
Waiting for the numbness to overtake her.

Copyright Â© Lady_Ravyn_Bloodstone ... [ 2006-08-09 11:04:04]
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Re: This Girl (User Rating: 1 )
by seci on Wednesday, 9th August 2006 @ 01:05:04 PM AEST
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i wasn't for sure, but is this poem about you? i ike this poem and whom ever this girl is, i hope she knows that things happen for a reason and believe it or not, it may seem bad while she is going through this, but this only makes her stronger. i promise.

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