Abuse

Abuse

A Poem by sarah

A tinny child
Watched as her parents tore each other a part
She was too small to understand
But her mothers tears explained everything

She was practically a baby
And she watched as her father's words
Broke her mothers heart
She hated him

She grew to be a young women
She saw as her mother put on a fake smile
She watched as her mom pretended to be ok 
She wondered why her mom stuck around

She didn't know what her mom was feeling
She couldn't understand completely
But she knew enough to let her hatred grow
For the man who did this too her mom

She grew into a women
Independent
Free
Responsible

But she would never forget
The abuse
The fear
The pain

That her father inflicted
The memory of him
Made her sick
And angry

And every man that tried to get close
She pushed away
Out of fear
That she would make the same mistake her mom did

She would love a man
Who would hurt her
Abuse her
And that she wouldn't have the strength to leave

No one could convince this women
That not every man was her father
No every man would hurt her
Betray her

But the memory of her father
Kept sneaking back
And that memory didn't allow her
To commit to anyone

She will live forever in fear
Because of a man
Who damaged her
To the point of no return     

© 2010 sarah


Author's Note

sarah
Honestly I can't say what made me write this, a little was taken by talking to people, some is from a friends experience idk please rate and review!

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Good job with this. Tough topic and expressive. Structure and flow is good...few spelling/grammar that could be easily cleaned up.

I agree with Cassandra's review...this could end without the last line and be better..."point of no return" is a cliche and doesn't add to the effectiveness of this piece.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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this kind of abuse makes me sick.....awesome write

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

95 for social value, 100 for emotional impact, 85 for composition and 90 for creativity...

I love your directness and your hostile treatment of a disgusting aberration

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This really happens, all of the time. People keep repeating the pattern. It's hard to change. It really is. Fabulous write.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm never able to comment anything about a subject such as this. My mind stops it's wondering and just goes blank.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

not only this kind of abuse is sick. it has consequences that can be as destructive as you have mentioned. love...and a commitment are two of the most beautiful experiences that we humans can feel. a sick man has not only abused a mother but has also left scars on the childhood and ever moreso on the entire life of his child.

well narrated!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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My name is Sarah just another Sarah, to go along with the millions of other Sarah's hehe anyway umm...I am really bad at spelling C and grammar it's a pain in the a*s so...yeah I won't U review books .. more..

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