Over the past years, I have visited so many high schools.
I am candid with them about my own (his)story and they respond in kind. As I am “still” a high school English teacher in my heart… I encourage them to do some sort of follow-up writing and mail it to me.
They do this both by email and sometimes, snail mail (as you’ll be able to assume why)… they don’t want any proof at home.
I have answered each and every girl and boy over the years. I know I preach about involvement with Child Abuse endlessly and everyone getting involved. I do not regret it. Read why…
Lost Innocence
This young girl kept from sight
crying into the middle of the night
she fears that others will sense the shame
but was this girl really to blame?
this little girl who was full of belief
could not from him seem to find relief
she feels so dirty with her clothes which are torn
when she is being flung on the bedroom floor
this broken child lost her innocence at a very young age
through a trusted man’s deliberate drunken rage
her little broken heart was full of pain
through the rest of her life it would stain
people would see the bruises that lay upon her face
she wanted and longed for her special place
while he was looking around
this little girl couldn’t make a sound
she couldn’t have her own bed
he would be there touching her instead
taking her clothes off he would touch
this haunted her little heart so much
she just wanted him to understand
but instead she got the back of his hand
night after night she endured this pain
never to be happy ever again
this little angel from above
could not find the slightest inch of love
this mountain of unnoticed fear
went on year after year
while she was crying silent tears
he was tucking into some beers
why would no one come to her aid
day after day her happiness would fade
this went on for so, so long
and no one thought that this was wrong
this little girl that no one could save
she longed for her peaceful grave
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