Hell Known As Home Poem by Karoliena Somura

Hell Known As Home

Rating: 4.9


Abused, Used
Neglected
and Confused

Rejected, Infected
Traumatically Affected

Bruised to the core,
Beaten on the floor,
Cried 'no more! '
But still left sore,

Blamed, Shamed
Numb
and Contained

Chained, Slain
to the Aches
and the Pain

Searched for support,
Thought to report,
Both cut short
With results all sort,

It was Listed!

The Pros and Cons
Both very long

The Counslers Insisted!

Papa would be gone
For what he done wrong,

But the Issue Persisted!

Mama needa be strong
To help Sista hold on

Since this Resolution
Held complex Solutions

I Rejected Revelation
And Accepted my
Situation

And so,
Alone,
I Roamed,
Not Stoned,
But Owned...

All the while
Loathing
my
Hell Known as Home.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My father used to beat me and he molested me, the beating was consistent but not daily and the molestation was for only one period of my teenage years, I told friends and online strangers, but never reported it because although the counselers claimed it would put him away and make things better, I understood that if my dad was thrown in jail that my sister who is 2 years younger would be sent to a foster home with me (my sister was suicidal she would not have handled that well) and our mother would have been seperated from us. There are other factors that influenced my silence, but that was the biggest reason, the situation was extremely complicated since I was the only person my dad ever beat severely and molested... Why that is, Im still trying to understand..

The truth came out anyway about three months after I wrote this because I went to the hospital, and it was all revealed from there. But I turned out to be the only one seperated from my mom and sister. I live with a friend now, but since my mom decided to choose my dad over me, he is not going to jail and my sister is doing whatever my mom does so yea.. Its better for me now, what happens to my sister and mom? Well I dont know, but if anytning does happen, I dont my part, my mom is old enough to do hers..
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandy Player 22 December 2012

The consistent ryhme seems to lock the writer to the situation. It finally looks as though they are going to break away at listed, also a reasonable time to expect it would stop in reality. It's a tragic twist when it turns into another rhyme and so it continues. If only people didn't have to go through this experience.

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Rachel Streek 09 December 2012

Your writing is amazing and filled with so much emotion the pain frustration confusion and strength pours out your writing. Brought tears to my eyes

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Lyn Paul 01 December 2012

This is very moving. Love the fact that you are sharing this as it helps so much to tell others your suffering. I really really admire you. Thank you

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Ebi Robert 29 November 2012

Hmmmm! I read the work without looking at the note! The poem goes down well....good rhyming...and i commend you yet u broke the line somehow and ending never flowed.....+ love it....keep it up better...!

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Stephen Mateus 28 November 2012

i feel for your situation and i am deeply for the harm he caused you, but this is a very nice written poem. to be honest the repition of the same syllables create a nice tone for such a tragic poem. NICE WORK OVERALL.

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