Helen Williamson

Rookie (11-04-1981 / Toms River, NJ)

The Child - Poem by Helen Williamson

Deep down inside there's a child,
A child that's mangled and abused,
A child that couldn't smile,
A child that a sick person used.

This child has grown up and matured,
And tries to leave the past behind,
But the feelings of then are still stirred,
From the abuse of a man she thought kind.

Somethimes this child screams,
People say they understand, but they can't see,
This child has nightmares, visions, and dreams,
But no one relized the child inside is ME

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  • Rookie Reshma Ramesh (10/19/2008 5:19:00 PM)

    aweee can i give a hug to that child................hugsss keep up the good work! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 19, 2008



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