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True Story Of My Life

POEM: TRUE STORY OF MY LIFE
LET ME TELL YA BOUT MY LIFE,
WHEN I WAS A SMALL CHILD,
I WAS PUNISHED FOR UNREAL WRONGS,
NONE OF WHICH WERE MILD.
AT AGES FOUR TILL NEARLY TWELVE,
I WAS LOCKED INSIDED MY ROOM,
I NEVER DONE THINGS ON MY OWN,
I WAS TOLD THAT I BROUGHT DOOM.
I WAS BEATEN FOR TELLING LIES,
NONE OF WHICH I TOLD,
I WAS FORCED TO ADMIT TO THINGS,
LIKE SOME WOULD NEVER KNOW.
I WAS ACCUSED OF SCRATCHING THINGS,
AND TEARING UP THE HOME,
AND EVEN AS I GREW OLDER,
I WAS NEVER LEFT ALONE.
I WAS TOLD THAT I WAS EVIL,
AND FORCED TO BELIEVE IM BAD,
I WAS TOLD THE DEVIL REIGNED INSIDE ME,
AND CHOKED IF I GOT MAD.
I HAVE BEEN HIT WITH EVERYTHING,
SOMETIMES IT BROUGHT THE BLOOD,
BEEN WHIPPED FOR SHOES INSIDE THE HOUSE,
EVEN WHEN THERE WAS NO MUD.
GOTTEN DOWN MY OWN SWITCHES,
TO USE UPON MYSELF,
IF THERE WERE NOT ENOUGH KNOTS TO HURT,
I BORE BEATINGS TILL THERE WERE WELTS.
I WAS DIFFERENT WHEN AT SCHOOL
CAUSE THERE I HAD SOME FREEDOM,
BUT NEVER COULD DEFEND MYSELF,
CAUSE AT HOME THERE WAS NO REASON.
KIDS AT SCHOOL WERE MEAN TO ME,
THEY LAUGHED AT HOW I DRESSED,
THEY SPIT ON ME AND CALLED ME NAMES,
I NEVER GOT NO REST.
PEOPLE ALL AROUND ME,
THOUGHT I WAS A WIERD KID,
I DIDNT PLAY LIKE OTHER KIDS,
THEY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT I KEPT HID.
IN THE CAR I HAD TO RIDE,
WITH MY HANDS CROSSED IN MY LAP,
FOR IF I WENT TO SCRATCH MY EAR,
IT RESULTED IN A SLAP.
I LOVED TO GO TO OTHERS HOMES,
FOR WHEN I DID, I FELT SO FREE,
AND FOR THE MOMENT I COULD ESCAPE,
WHAT NO ONE ELSE COULD SEE.
IN THE SUMMER I WORKED THE GARDEN,
TO HOE AND PULL UP WEEDS,
NO MATTER HOW HOT IT GOT,
I STAYED THERE ON MY KNEES.
PEOPLE CAME TO VISIT,
AND SAW ME WORKING HARD,
THEY THOUGHT I REALY ENJOYED IT,
BUT THEY WERE WRONG BY FAR!
I COULDNT USE THE BATHROOM,
WITHOUT SOMEONE WATCHING ME,
I HAD TO LEAVE THE DOOR OPEN,
WHEN I SHOWERED POOPED, OR PEED.
A MOTION DETECTOR WAS INSTALLED,
OUTSIDE MY BEDROOM WALL,
TO ALERT IF I CAME OUT AT NIGHT,
CRAZY PERSON I WAS CALLED.
I WAS TOLD THAT IF I RAN AWAY,
ID BE FOUND AND WITH NO SLACK,
AND IT WOULD UNFOLD TEN TIMES WORSE,
WHENEVER I GOT BACK.
NO ONE EVER KNEW THE FEAR,
I HELD INSIDE MY SOUL,
AND WORDS CAN BARELY SUM IT UP,
TO TELL THOSE WHO DIDN'T KNOW.
THIS IS JUST A SMIDGIN,
OF THE PAIN I USED TO HIDE,
WHEN DOORS ARE CLOSED AT A PERSONS HOME,
NO ONE KNOWS WHAT HAPPENS INSIDE.
BECAUSE TO THE WORLD, I WAS PRESENTED,
AS JUST A STRANGE TYPE CHILD,
BUT DEEP INSIDE THE NORMAL LIFE,
MY HEART WAS RUNNING WILD.
AND NO ONE EVER KNOWS THE FEAR,
TRUE AND DEEP LIKE I ONCE FELT,
UNTIL YOUVE BEEN THERE IN MY SHOES,
AND ENDURED WHAT I WAS DELT.
I GOT LUCKY SOMEONE NOTICED,
AFTER ELEVEN YEARS I CRIED,
I PRAYED TO GOD TO GIVE ME HELP,
AND HE PUT STRANGERS BY MY SIDE.
THEY HELPED ME OUT AND GAVE TO ME,
WHAT I HAD NEVER KNOWN,
BECAUSE AS A TEEN IN HIGH SCHOOL,
I DIDNT EVEN KNOW KIDS USED THE PHONE.
THANKFUL FOR THE FAMILY,
I HAVE HERE IN MY LIFE TODAY,
BUT WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW,
"MY VERSION" OF BACK IN THE DAY.
SO MY ADVICE FOR KIDS TODAY,
AND PARENTS JUST AS WELL,
TEACH RESPECT AND DONT MAKE FUN,
CAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW WHO MAY NEED HELP.
mel06 mel06 26-30 1 Response Aug 1, 2012

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well done; good message; makes me think...