He touched her when he shouldn’t have
Made her feel so very bad
He touched her and made her keep
A dirty secret
He took a little girl and gave her
Something that she’s never had
A living, breathing waking nightmare
I was mad, and I was sad
But I am so much stronger
I’ve taken back that little girl
And we are starting over
Life was sad, life was bad
But now it’s finally over
He never touched my little soul
I hid it under covers
With God as our strong shield, we can overcome even our worst nightmare! Up above the clouds, the sun is always shining. Great write dear! :) hugs &kisses, Smiley
'But now it’s finally over / He never touched my little soul / I hid it under covers.' Finally, one has learned to handle a painful past through the mind to let it go and move ahead. Touching and motivating.
You handle a difficult subject with grace and courage, Sonya. Your last stanza proves just how strong and beautiful fragility can be. Exceptional. Love, SandraX
You have shown one way to handle this delicate situation. How often w wish we never have to deal with such harsh reality; but we do - we ALL do
You have written this with dignity and in doing so have let the readers here into your heart, to find they support you every inch of the way. You have the gift of writing and have done it in such a way, I am proud of how you expressed yourself and overcome your secret. There are just so many people with a secret like yours and this is so very sad....excellent work! 10 love Karin
I was mad, and I was sad But I am so much stronger I’ve taken back that little girl And we are starting over ....................... You must, you must..because there is no other but to be strong. You've conveyed this message loud and clear.. Keep out that cobwebs inside your heart, inside your mind.. Surrender everything to the Almighty..He is the God Of New Beginning. Be at peace with yourself.I know you are strong thank you dear friend with this sharing... God bless you..Shalom! ! ! Love♥ ♥ ♥ Meggie
you write it lighter to make it safer you rob the acts of their control over you by stealing their power to hold you emotionaly captive...I understand that. you wrote this well
A truly moving poem that manages to reveal glimmers of light amid the darkness; 'I’ve taken back that little girl / And we are starting over' being a wonderful example - but it's that final line that really hits home. A powerful and heartrending piece. S
Victim poems are tough to write, they need to show a way out of the labyrinth, I like the way you handled this by giving the reader a surviver. And it also allows for the forgiveness and not the acceptance of the act which is necessary for healing. Well done. This kind of poem is tough to write. a poet friend RH Peat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for pointing me to this Sonya- What dosen't kill us makes us stronger it seems- always be there for that little girl she will always be your strength 10