The First Memory I Ever Had.

I do not speak of this to make you feel bad for me, my words are ment to make you think of the little ones that need set free.

My first memory was at a young age,

it was the tender age of two.

My step father was in a drunken rage,

my mother’s body he then threw.

 

Her body slid across the trailer floor,

her head hit the cast iron stand

of the Singer sewing machine by the door,

glasses flew as her head did land.

 

Everything seemed to happen so fast,

the home filled with strangers to me,

neighbors pulled me from my mothers grasp,

alone, like a ghost they don't see.

 

I never did see my mother awake,

I couldn't beleive she had died!

This was all too much for my heart to take.

In a strange bed that night I cried.

 

Two days had come and went, my mind a blur.

Yet, no one came to comfort me.

Through the curtains an image, my eyes unsure...

...my mother, but, how could this be!?

 

 

           I learned he'd knocked my mother out that day,

 they thought I would not understand.

By time I learned, too much time slipped away,

 

the damage would be deep and grand.

 

No sting of death within me will you find,

as if that part died that day.

Never underestimate the child’s mind,

never forget to stop and say,

 

"do you understand what happen today?"

Silence can’t make it go away!

I could see everything they saw that day,

up until they took her away.

 

By the time my mom held me oh so tight,

I’d digested that she was gone.

I have lived inside my mind sence that night,

I am stronger now, but it was wrong!

 

~Melody

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Fréyjä Helv..]

A real tragedy it is, and at such a young age could cause a traumatic impulse to a child who's mind may not be strong enough to accept an incident as intense as this... I get what you're trying to convey. Though a young child's memories could be blurred at some moments, they still get flashes of visions... Children understand no matter how young, they can sense sadness, fear and anger. It's an instinct I guess.

[Legolas]

Woah. I am sorry this happened to you. You said not to be sorry but I can't help it. To have that happen at such a young is so sad. To have that happen at any age is sad in fact. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger and I know it has made you stronger. Thank you for sharing.

-Legolas

[SmileBig :)]

This is so very good and so sad. I literally cried. i can relate to this. ive seen abuse happen to my best friend and watched her get bruise after bruise but i never told cause she didnt want me to. i should of. abuse is horrible, especially when you see it happening to a person you love. Even though you were only two, you still felt pain. well, i love this. great job!

[Steven Cash]

Depressing, but amazing!

[Call_Me_Miss_Imperfect]

Wow, Melody this is dark and really depressing. I think I truly almost cried while reading this. You carry an amazing imagery for us readers to imagine and put pieces together. I think you did an excellent job conveying your emotions on how you knew what was going on even at an early age. Well done, like always :)

Ashley Rivers-- Dream BIG and you'll win BIG:)

[Riley]

Wow. Intense, I almost cried. I love the way you write your poems and this is a very emotional piece. From the vivid imagery to the emotional wrenching. The mother in me just makes me want to hold that little girl and assure that it will be alright. You did an amazing job, conveying what the little girl saw and thought even though she was just to, and bring an amazing point, that we need to realize that children are brighter than we think sometimes =) 100/100... I'd give more but don't think it will let me.. I'll try tho!.... (Just for the record it doesn't work, I did try). lol

[Kimberly "Melody" Carney]

LMAO! Really...you too funny! I never even look at the score anywho, but thats freakin funny!