Child Abuse Story of Healing and Recovery From Jo
by Jo
(Virginia, USA)
Here's something I wrote to help me one day when the going was rough. I am 46, and started talking with a therapist about a year ago to deal with the effects of child abuse from the age of 5 to 17.
Here's my poem:
I knew a little girl
Living in a mixed-up world.
She always seemed so happy on the outside.
But her Daddy didn't love her
And her Mother was above her
Her little heart was broken on the inside.
A man who should have shown love
Instead did prod and poke and shove
Reinforcing that she really didn't matter.
Her whole life she'd pretend
Knowing the hurt would never end
Often thinking she was madder than the hatter.
Now that she is grown
Oh the horror she has known
She shoved it all inside and tried to hide it.
Then suddenly one day
When in such great dismay
She found someone to talk about and share it.
What a great relief
Though at time so bitter sweet
Peeling away layers of her wound.
Many days bad feeling reeling
Sent her mind away and wheeling
Remembering childhood that stopped too soon.
That's what I have so far. Hope it means something to someone else too!
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