Little Girl Lost

Dealing with an abusive childhood

 Little Girl Lost
Jolt out of bed in the middle of the night. 
Crawl into a corner and stay out of sight. 
Sweat soaked shirt binds to my skin. 
Screams of a child echo within. 

Concealed past haunting my dreams.
Contain the answers I desperately need 
Through flickering images in passing thoughts
I embark on a journey for little girl lost.

Is she hiding in a closet barely even five. 
Covered in bruises clinging to rainbowbrite. 
She hears the fighting from out in the hall. 
Words barely filtered through paper thin walls. 

She opens her mouth unable to speak. 
Who would protect her- who would believe?
The signs are brushed off shes white trailer trash. 
Pieces of little girl lost laid through out my past 

Is she sitting in her room feeling scared and alone. As hurtful words and unloving hands seem to take hold. 
Crippling her body poisoning her mind. 
Suffering in silence the only way to survive. 

Regurgitate the lies you forced me to tell
They replaced the memories I know them so well.
Now all of the images slowly seep threw
Unraveling the lies uncovering the truth.

Is she still wandering in a broken down trailer park.
Consequences weighing heavily on an innocent heart
Clothes are too small torn shoes on her feet 
Overwhelming hunger with nothing to eat

She locked it away internalized the pain
I bare the burden until this day
A treacherous journey but no matter the cost
I will never give up on little girl lost

Is she lying in the dark heart full of dread
As a grown man crawls into her bed. 
With calloused hands on her baby soft skin. 
He warns her not to scream she holds it in. 

Each passing moment turned into years
I am begin to choke on innocent tears 
She's found her voice heard through each memory
Little girl lost is finally free

Reviews

[Aleyah]

This is SO good, so emotionally touching, the flow is fantastic, and the unique rhyming words and the accurate descriptions really make this poem really, really, really amazing. I love the stanza,
"Regurgitate the lies you forced me to tell
They replaced the memories I know them so well.
Now all of the images slowly seep threw
Unraveling the lies uncovering the truth."
Totally beautiful...awesome poem!!!!!!

[Riley Bray]

I really loved this poem! Its a great model for all who intend to write stories about abuse. I loved your choice of words a whole lot, not to mention the natural flow and visuals! I felt so much as if I was in the poem myself, watching the poor girl. Thank you for writing this! (I added it to my favorites even.) Bravo!

[kymee]

Wow. I had trouble reading all of it because of the content. It's funny, I commented on the same poem of yours twice not knowing. I too finally feel free. A poem of mine you might want to read is called Hear Me Roar. It's about being able to talk, to tell, to speak of the abuse after having been silenced for many years. I'm also on allpoetry.com/kymee