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[aid] => mick
[title] => Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
[time] => 2004-03-26 21:37:35
[hometext] => A personal experience that years later still leaves it's mark.
[bodytext] => In the darkness, a child lay in fear...many nights she sobbed,
afraid to call her mother, as her innocense was being robbed.
No one heard her silent plea, as she lay in gripping dread,
there was no peace for her, no comfort in her bed.
The years went unnoticed to all those sinful wrongs,
her release was in writing poems and singing silly songs.
The wrong was buried deeper, being told...it was she that had been bad,
while being told that she made him...feel immensely glad.
Then one day in desperation,she begged her mother...please
listen to what I have to say, mommy I beg...before my heart may freeze.
She told of the visits in the darkness of the night,
how pain was mixed with terror and terrible deep felt fright.
Instead of comfort, no love from her mother was shown,
instead there was preparation for her to leave their home.
Somewhere far away, where she would no longer cause them trouble,
so her heart was left broken, and she slipped into her bubble.
Many, many years later...as it surfaces from time to time
perhaps there could be relief in the lines of poetry's rhyme.
Emotions that once were her secret, no longer could be denied,
finally the child-woman no longer sobbed...she now truly cried.
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[score] => 13
[ratings] => 3
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => DarkPoetry
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Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
Contributed by
Justalady
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Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 09:37:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
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In the darkness, a child lay in fear...many nights she sobbed,
afraid to call her mother, as her innocense was being robbed.
No one heard her silent plea, as she lay in gripping dread,
there was no peace for her, no comfort in her bed.
The years went unnoticed to all those sinful wrongs,
her release was in writing poems and singing silly songs.
The wrong was buried deeper, being told...it was she that had been bad,
while being told that she made him...feel immensely glad.
Then one day in desperation,she begged her mother...please
listen to what I have to say, mommy I beg...before my heart may freeze.
She told of the visits in the darkness of the night,
how pain was mixed with terror and terrible deep felt fright.
Instead of comfort, no love from her mother was shown,
instead there was preparation for her to leave their home.
Somewhere far away, where she would no longer cause them trouble,
so her heart was left broken, and she slipped into her bubble.
Many, many years later...as it surfaces from time to time
perhaps there could be relief in the lines of poetry's rhyme.
Emotions that once were her secret, no longer could be denied,
finally the child-woman no longer sobbed...she now truly cried.
Copyright ©
Justalady
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2004-03-26 21:37:35]
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by silent on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 09:44:58 PM AEST
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This poem has got me really ***** off ( putting it REALLY mildly) for my own reasons, it gave me chills reading this, awesome write just too close
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by emystar on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 09:49:19 PM AEST
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Very well said.
I can relate but it was an uncle. Later years he shot himself. I couldn't even cry for him when he died.
U might be interested in my poem U BLEW YOUR OWN.
I know how hard it is.
take care and good writing!
luv, huggs, healing,
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by arden on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 09:53:18 PM AEST
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oh my god.... thats so sad.... im speechless. just wow.
well done this was truly a powerful write.
Arden |
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by Rakerman1999 on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 10:06:44 PM AEST
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there is nothing wrong with that jerk that a razor blade couldnt cure, if ya know what I mean. Best you left that hell house, the woman is just as bad as the man for not stopping it and both will surely stand before God one day and get whats coming to them.
You are a brave and strong person and I admire you.
Very well done
Roses
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by blueheart on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 10:10:34 PM AEST
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| Reading this poem had an intense effect on me. The hairs on my arms are standing. Chilling write here. |
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by mountainhigh on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 10:55:36 PM AEST
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| Anger from your words at that horrible time, both were as guilty, and should and will pay. You keep venting and writing this way. Thank you for sharing. Thoughts and prayers with you. |
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 27th March 2004 @ 01:10:55 AM AEST
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I had a friend that went through this for years. It has basically destroyed her. She breathes but does not truly live. She is afraid all the time and can't truly believe none of it was her fault. These demons from hell destroy so many young lives everyday. I am sorry you had to endure this in your life.
Rainbows to you,
Rita |
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by Stewie_Griffin on
Saturday, 27th March 2004 @ 08:47:17 AM AEST
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You are a terrific writer...
Nobody deserves to live that way.
I have a friend that was sold in Thailand as a prostitute, but she was so lucky to escape and was adopted into a good home...it just shows, things do get better, it just takes time and courage to make things happen. I hope things will get better for you.
I don't know you but....hugs and kisses..
~Stewie
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by Lone_er on
Saturday, 27th March 2004 @ 09:46:18 AM AEST
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| May God grant you peace and know so many of us care. Godbless you maam...Russ |
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by emphaticplacebo on
Saturday, 27th March 2004 @ 01:14:54 PM AEST
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| awesome write. i could never understand what a person could feel in that situation, however, these feelings are present in this poem and evidently raw with emotion, love your work. |
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Re: Somewhere...A Child Sobbed
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by bernard on
Monday, 29th March 2004 @ 12:55:16 PM AEST
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| It is time that this horrible form of crime was dealt with in an appropiate manner. It is happening I am sad to say all over the world. Many mothers are to blame for not listening to their children as they pitifull try to describe what a horrible father, Uncle or even stranger has done to them. This happens both to boys as well as girls. I admire your courage in writing about what was a terrible experience for a child to suffer. My heart goes out to you. I hope and pray that your future will be much better and that happinness will prevail from bernard. |
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