Child Abuse Poem: Little Girl Down The Lane

by Nikki
(Michigan, USA)

Little Girl Down The Lane.

Little Molly
doesn't understand.
She doesn't understand why
He lives in her dreams.
He hides behind her dollhouse with
lollypops and bubble gum.
She takes them every time.
takes His hand every time.
Little Molly doesn't know why
He keeps coming back. Why
She lets Him find Her
Again and
so He can whisper in her six-year-old ear
Grown up words that make her tummy hurt.
Little Molly asks Her teddy bear
to pinky swear
He'll never tell
the secret that She held so dear
the inner pain
She hid so well.
Halloween is every day for Molly,
it's a game to play,
a constant match of keep away
a secret
They can never know.
Little Molly wants to scrub Her skin
until She's white like
Christmas snow.
so His finger prints will never show
the things He did
when lights were low.
Little Molly thinks it's all Her fault, that
She's the one to blame
so that is why
She has to cry and feel this
Dirty shame
Another peaceful Sunday
Molly's all alone
waiting for the Monster
in her closet to
come home.
all the "Happy Neighbors"
could never ascertain
that Molly was a Little Girl
that lived just down the lane.

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Sep 13, 2009
A poignant poem...
by: Darlene Barriere - Webmaster

Thank you for sharing your poem with my visitors and me, Nikki. If you or someone you know is Molly, please contact one of the hotlines listed on my stories page, depending on where you live, in order to talk to someone confidentially.

A Video Reading by Darlene Barriere
Darlene Barriere
Violence & Abuse Prevention Educator
Author: On My Own Terms, A Memoir

Sep 14, 2009
Gifted, maybe, is a cry for help fr someone very spaceial
by: maurice

The poem is from your Heart, that's for sure, your write through the lines about an innocent child, vunerable child, beautiful and gifted child. gentle/sensitive with real child feelings which are being abused. Darlene is the carer, lover, from her heart for that child of God/Child of the Universe. Please, Oh Please if you can identify this Molly or moll you are that child, were that child do as Darlene request's you to. Talk, share, be brave, have the courage Darlene and all her visitors pray and support you for your own benefit and healing. Know I'M SPECIAL AND I LOVE ME THAT WONDERFUL AND BEAUTIFUL PERSON IN THE MIRROR THE BIGGER THE BETTER THAT MIRROR BECAUSE YOU SEE A VERY SPECIAL HUMAN BEING MALE OR FEMALE. Love yoursefl and take action in the request of Darlene to you. She knows best.

Sep 23, 2009
this is a beutiful poem
by: Anonymous

I pray that it is not a cry for help and that this is someones way of contributing. I hope that is the case if not there is a way out of the abuse.whether it be contacting the hot lines or telling someone you know you can trust there is always a way. whether its a friend or a teacher let someone know so you can get yourself back before its too late.

Nov 22, 2009
I once was molly
by: Anonymous

I once was molly feeling that pain that shame and taking all the blame.i to didnt understand why daddy said he loved me but caused me so much pain.i had nobody but my self to keep my secret because he took my friend and tore her head off to show me what would happen if i talked.i sat shaking and crying for god to take me and then there would be no more pain.i prayed that i grew up and moved fare away where i wouldnt feel those slobbery kisses in places that daddys shouldn't touch i wanted to make believe that i couldnt feel and take my self to another land where little girls were happy and clean

Aug 21, 2010
my cousin
by: Cassidy

my cousin once got abused her step dad threw her against the wall while he also beat her mom he beat right there in front of his children who were only 1 and 3 while my 8 yr.old cousin lay there crying and jumping on him trying to get him off of her! i remember that day my cousin camwith bruzes but i told her its all almost over and it was fofr her and her mom!

Aug 22, 2010
I hope and pray you are in a better place and space NOW
by: maurice

You sure moved me with your poem: You have my true feelings in the comment I wrote after reading it: I sure hope you are in a better place and space: Having a healthy mind in a healthy body: Active and alive with your friends taking part in sporting and cultural activities: I hope your safe: I hope you are empowering others to be safe from abuse: Darlene is still the bestest and she sure stewards her site out of respect of all who tell their real abuse story: Her comments and advice if acted on sure give hope to one and all that there is life after abuse: Be safe: stay safe and help the mollies of this world to be safe from abuse:

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