RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silver Star - 9,657 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Paths Of Childhood

Pursuing the idleness of memories, tip toeing through hallways
afraid of waking them, afraid of the remorse which will pour
forth consciously.

Lightly skipping down paths of childhood, never straying to
pick flowers or investigate the other side of fences.

Walking straight, facing the horizon, never allowing reality
to take a bite of imagination.

Quietly playing in outskirts of unconscious reasoning,
living in isolation to grasp the fragile hold of life with
a baby's hands.

Tucked under the edges of love and understanding, never
reaching for it out of fear of being hit and abused

Retired, sitting out life in a distant corner - another
dimension of reality.

Holding tightly to fantasies of inner turmoil, afraid to
speak out or belong to anybody.

There are no substitutes for love, therefore eternal sadness
lies filling the emptiness created by lust.

Wishing life had been different, cannot ease the loneliness,
going on with life cannot release it from the fiber of a

All is lost, suffering held in shells, focused out of self,
allowing internal waves to crash noiselessly inside.

Never erasing or obliterating the chaos brought about through
sexual abuse and memories of fathered lustful desires.

All of innocent life died upon the shores of birth, never
recovering any worth or love, drowned beneath the sperm of
fatherly, masculine hatred.

Submitted: Wednesday, July 30, 2014

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Hoping someone abusing a child reads this and sees how wrong it really is and goes to get help.

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  • Bronze Star - 5,793 Points Amitava Sur (7/30/2014 6:06:00 AM)

    A very poignant write with reality where many lives are nipped in the bud before before their coming out of the shell (Ie, before passing out the childhood even.) and that is being done by some devil human only, being masked within the society...... A heart wrenching factual. (Report) Reply

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