Little Girl Lost

I wanted to capture the fragility of childhood innocence in this poem.

A little girl lost

but stuck in a

permanent kind of problem.

Wanting the freedom of supposed normality,

the danger of becoming a woman to great

a risk to the damaged impurity of a misled

fragile little child, lonely and seeking love.

 

A thumb sucking innocence forced into question

at the age of five.

Led to lifes worst traits before

she had an identity to hold strong

against the cruelty and scarring

fu**ing attributes of the so called

civilized world.

 

Doubts of morals as she wandered alone on

a clifftop designed for the ultimate finale

of lifes most experienced pessimists.

The little girl looked over and threw her questions

to the wind, begging to be answered

before she was repressed forever inside a

struggling 21 year old's body screaming to

be understood.

 

Mistakes papered over the translucent being

that doesn't make up for the silence wrapped

around the child's throat.

Preying for anything, even love to cut through

the abusive mess that trashed a little girls world to soon.

Reviews

[Broken Wings]

Wow, this piece speaks directly to my soul. I can relate to this... all too familiar... emotional piece.
"a risk to the damaged impurity of a misled
fragile little child, lonely and seeking love.
A thumb sucking innocence forced into question
at the age of five."
I can relate to this so much, I grew up in an abusive home, hurt by the person who was supposed to protect me and nurture me. She put me in venerable situations when she drank, leaving me with strangers etc who too abused me. All I ever wanted was to be loved, to have someone hug me and say it'll be okay.

"that doesn't make up for the silence wrapped
around the child's throat.
Preying for anything, even love to cut through
the abusive mess that trashed a little girls world to soon."
That silence you speak of, to me, was the secrets that I had to keep, the keep your mouth shut or else. Only love can heal pain, nothing else can fix what the abusers do to young children.

A heart-breaking and emotional piece, one that took me on a journey back down that painful and scary road. I want to thank you for giving words to how I felt as a child and thank you for writing so beautifully. I felt the emotion in every line. Thank you Cairo for the RR. I'm from Taupo, but now live down South, wishing you the best :)

[Hanna McGivern]

Your welcome :-) Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me. I love that by writing poetry you can reach so many people in the same boat as you. It makes you feel less like you are the only one it has ever happened to. I agree that only love can heal pain. My partner knows my history and he has really nurtured the little girl in me and he has healed me more than I ever thought was possible.

[Broken Wings]

That is so beautiful, you're lucky to have a partner like that. You're welcome hun, take care :)

[Hana Saemon]

she had an identity to hold strong
against the cruelty and scarring
fu**ing attributes of the so called
civilized world.

i can totally identify with this. the whole poem but this especially. well penned.

[Hanna McGivern]

Thank you for your lovely comment. I am glad that you felt like you could identify with this, that means a lot.

[Lee Foreman]

I was this Little Girl Lost. Seeing how my dad treated my mom and sister. At the age of 7 I wondered were all men like him; and if so, I'd rather be alone. This can also speak to my mom who was abused as a little girl by her father (my grandfather). I saw myself in this poem...

[Hanna McGivern]

Thank you for sharing this with me, I feel very privileged. It is so rewarding to know that by writing a poem you can speak to others who you don't know and their stories that you wouldn't know. This is what inspires me to write and you have given me the courage to keep writing about these things. Thank you so much.

[DJ]

Captivating and emotional write, my eyes were glued to this piece. I could feel the pain, the loss of innocence and betrayal of a world that to a child looks good, but that child became an adult far too fast and the world was stripped of its beauty. I can relate to this, even though I am not a girl. I also have a friend that will love reading this, I know she can relate too so I will RR her. She is also from New Zealand, beautiful country! I spent quite a few years there. Good write, emotional and dark but well penned, Thank you for sharing this piece.

[Hanna McGivern]

Thank you so much for your kind words, they mean the world to me!

[DJ]

You're welcome :)

[Prritiy]

The little girl looked over and threw her questions

to the wind, begging to be answered

before she was repressed forever inside a

struggling 21 year old's body screaming to

be understood.



Mistakes papered over the translucent being

that doesn't make up for the silence wrapped

around the child's throat.

Preying for anything, even love to cut through

the abusive mess that trashed a little girls world to soon.


a nice write depicting the struggle of a girl in the world which is not what it seems but is just opposite, a write any girl or child can relate to.

[Hanna McGivern]

Thank you! I am glad my words are relatable.

[Prritiy]

you are welcome :)