I never felt the warmth of protection and love.
My voice has been stolen from a heart that was broken.
I've realised now that broken heart was mine.
My eyes have seen alright they have seen hurt.
And my heart has felt the pain.
If I spoke out I did'nt have a thing to gain.
All my life my screams have been locked away.
They have been kept deep down inside.
Now my screams are breaking free.
I've spoke of some abuse but not the lot.
I dont want it all to come free.
All my life I felt shame.
I honestly belived it was just a game.
A game without a name.
And all my life I will feel the shame and hurt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are being heard now & the shame is not yours Amy. Love from Elaine