Treasure Island

Karoliena Somura

(November / Japan)

Hell Known as Home


Abused, Used
Neglected
and Confused
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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..

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  • Sandy Player (12/22/2012 4:47:00 AM)

    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. (Report) Reply

  • Rachel Streek (12/9/2012 12:09:00 PM)

    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 (Report) Reply

  • Lyn Paul (12/1/2012 5:50:00 AM)

    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 (Report) Reply

  • Ebi Robert (11/29/2012 1:01:00 AM)

    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...! (Report) Reply

  • Stephen Mateus (11/28/2012 8:14:00 PM)

    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. (Report) Reply

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