abuse-rape

misskay244

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When a child is a victim of abuse by a member of their family, their world has changed forever. They may have loved their abuser and the abuser has turned the relationship into something sadistic and cruel. The victim of abuse is likely to feel very confused. How can they sort out the feelings of affection that they have for their abuser with the sick and disgusting act that was done to them. Feelings that result from abuse should not be buried away. As painful as it is, victims must talk about their experience and share their pain with others. Finding meaning in suffering is the road to healing.

Lost Innocence Looking back on a time and place Seeing a child's innocent face Knowing that things aren't as they appear For inside she cries silent tears Deep inside she is filled with pain She feels dirty and full of shame Innocence lost at a very young age Locked this child in a pain filled cage There is no freedom or escape From the fact this child was raped While the guilty man is roaming free This child is sentenced to eternity Eternity locked away with all this shame She can't help but feel that she was to blame Even though common sense says it was not her fault She can't seem to help from having these thoughts What ifs' keep running through her mind She keeps going back to those moments in time If there isn't something different she could have done Why didn't she scream or at least try to run Fear kept her frozen to the spot While this grown man did what he should have not Shame and fear made her keep the silence Kept her telling anyone about the violence The thing that is shocking beyond belief Is that this child could not get any relief The same thing happened again and again The first one was just how it began More than one man did his worst None of them caring about the child they hurt After the first time was it easy to tell Was it her pain and shame they could smell? With every touch a part of her died Now she is in a prison that has no gate Every one of them sealing her fate