Permanent Scars

Permanent Scars

A Poem by sierrasparks91

why in the world do we have to discriminate

were brought here not to hate

but to love what gods given us

I lay on the ground

and its getting harder for me to breath

you see my anxiety is kicking in

I am left alone

and i hide in a corner waiting for someone to get home

i have so many thoughts racing through my head

like is someone going to come in and rape me

or is someone going to break in

you see i am scared for my life

i keep having flashbacks

of what you did to me

how you took my innocence from me

when i was only seventeen

i remember everything

everything you did to me

and how you told me it is meant to be

i regret giving in for i knew it was a sin

but you forced yourself upon me when i was still young

mom didn't watch for the signs and everyone thought i was lieing

you say you regret everything you did

but why in your right mind would you rape your daughter

its hard to forget what all you have done

look what you have done to me now that i am grown

i can't stand the sight of you

and i just want to die

but i know god has put me on this earth for some reason

and my guardian angel is looking after me

why would you take my innocence if you said you loved me.

all these permanent scars i have left on my heart

are so unbearable it hurts

 

© 2012 sierrasparks91


Author's Note

sierrasparks91
all of this is based on true facts tell me what you think

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You poured your heart out... I felt the pain within this piece, which is raw and honestly written. To share your heart and soul is truly touching...releasing those demons from the past can be therapeutic (which I hope helps). Thank you for sharing this.

Posted 12 Years Ago


sierrasparks91

12 Years Ago

thank you for reviewing it
The emotion is so strong and so real, because it really was a real event. But, remember, one day he's going to get old and one day his future will be in your hands because he won't be able to take care of himself. Don't be afraid anymore, but let the thought of payback comfort you instead. I'm not sure if I'm right or wrong, but one of my friend's was raped and this is what she said.

Posted 12 Years Ago


sierrasparks91

12 Years Ago

i will remember that
Poignant heart wrenching write. Honest and difficult to write I am sure! Writing does help may you find that healing . Strength and courage on your journey.

Posted 12 Years Ago


very straight forward and deeply honest...this couldn't have been easy to share but
i suspect it will have something of a purging effect on your psyche...such an excellent write about such a sore subject...i would call it "Please Daddy, no!"
or "the ultimate betrayal" just a thought

Posted 12 Years Ago


sierrasparks91

12 Years Ago

thank you for your ideas and i have to write about everything that happened to me my psycologist sug.. read more
quinfinn

12 Years Ago

sounds like that doctor knows how to help and has your best interest at heart!
sierrasparks91

12 Years Ago

yes shes a great doctor thank you
Some deeds are permanent scars. Maybe "permanent scars" could be the title. Somethings cannot be forgotten. I have three daughters. I would hurt anyone who would hurt or abuse. A very sad story in the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


sierrasparks91

12 Years Ago

thank you for your review its very well appreciated.

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My name is sierra but everyone calls me cici i am 20 years old and i have one son named Jaiden who is a year old. My son is 1/3 african american, 1/3 indian and 1/3 white. I am a very outgoing person .. more..

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