Ruth warren

Rookie (5/4/1973 / LONDON)

Who Will Soothe My Pain - Poem by Ruth warren

From the soft glow of a candle, in the
middle of the night;
a little girl who could not sleep,
begins to ponder and write.

So many thoughts and questions, striking
as lightning in her mind;
a thunderstorm that builds then peaks,
this is how she felt inside.

She held her feelings in, fearful of
letting them out;
and now she sheds one silent tear,
that upon the paper does shout.

Secrets of her past, kept hidden
within for years;
now escapes by way of pen, as she
holds back a river of tears.

Her cautiously begins to write, and her
soul is stirred within;
as her mind recalls the actions, of the
one she can't seem to forgive.

Her pen flows almost effortlessly,
with memories of her shamefull past;
that are revealed upon the paper,
as she lets go of them all at last.

Childhood memories are hidden no more,
as she vents her anger with pen;
and as the tears flow from her eyes
she wonders, 'Will my pain ever end'?

She relives the night that it all began,
the abuse she was forced to endure;
by the hands of the one whom she loved so
much, yet caused her to feel insecure.

They came into her bedroom, to tuck her
in she thought;
unaware that she was only a part,
of their wicked, perverted plot.

Their touches they claimed were those of
love, but this child did not enjoy;
being used for their own devious
pleasures, abusing this little girl

And when at last they were finished,
they turned off her lights as they left;
her innocense they had stolen, her heart
had been pierced by this theft.

For many years this continued,
she lost track of the years that went by;
yet hidden away within her heart,
were the memories of their actions and
lies.

She feared that she might betray them,
if she uttered a single word;
of what went on every night in her room,
that tainted forever her world.

At last she finished writing, of the
secrets she managed to keep;
then she crumbles up the paper, terrified
that someone might see.

With a tear in her eye she climbs into
bed, where ironically it began;
where a trusting, little girl, was
defenseless against roaming hands.

Many years have went by since they've
showed her their love, for she is a child
no more; and she wonders as she drifts off
to sleep, 'Did I secure the locks on my
doors'?


Comments about Who Will Soothe My Pain by Ruth warren

  • Donna Nimmo (3/26/2006 4:20:00 PM)


    I can feel your pain from your poems. I love your way of writing. You write like I do, from very painful memories. Writing has helped me so much to deal with my ugly past. Warmest Regards, Donna (Report) Reply

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  • (3/25/2006 2:41:00 PM)


    You write it as if from personal experience. That is what makes this poem one of a kind! Thank you for touching my heart with this poem. Love, Cecilie (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 25, 2006



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