Sexually Abused

A horrifically true story of a woman's battle, and the affects that being sexually abused has had on her life

 

Sexually Abused

 

By: Lalli

 

 

He mentally and sexually abused her!

Now he’s mentally and sexually confused her!

Baby girl, never had a real father

At least in her own mind

Her genetic make-up was disowned years ago

When she shed her first tears

 

Alone

 

Since it was at the age of seven

When papa struck hard with his pimp hand

Sending her flying into another land as her perspective

Changed about the world

 

Confined to her own personal hell

Because when ever papa felt the urge

She continually would become more discouraged

 

Hiding her bruises, vaginal tears

And the suppressed emotional heartache

From never being able to open her mouth about the trauma

To her momma

 

Although… she had her speculations’ that mom was goin through the same thing

 

But her sad excuse for a father always threatened that if a word was ever said

That she’d be another dead unsolved mystery

Believing those words were never a question

His actions, always proved it

Like the time when she felt bold, and tried to scream

So he hog-tied his own daughter

He punished her horrifically for making a scene

Taking both hands tying them together behind her

Than bound her ankles

Pulling them back to wrap the rope connecting her feet

To her hands

Then took her to the desert and left her stranded for 3 hours

 

Abandoned,

 

And she was stuck trying to understand how a man can act in such a manner

How daddy,

Could possibly beat his own family

 

Convincing her that her value was of no worth

But this couldn’t be any further from the truth

Since she is a sophisticated woman

Model material

Blessed with natural beauty

Turned emotionally unstable and mentally perplexed

 

Destroying any relationship that she will eventually be involved with

Before it had a chance to start

 

No boyfriend, will ever be told

Her heart, will never fully be exposed

All because daddy

Made her his sex slave!

 

That sick sadistic b*****d changed the destiny of an angel

And she’ll never be the same

Devastated by the trauma and she couldn’t see that it wasn’t her fault

Taking her to extremes

She now either needs to be in control to compensate for the insecurity

Or knows no other way

Than to be masochistically controlled because it’s all she’s ever known

 

Sadly this experience is only one amongst the many unspoken cases

Seen as another uncharted unacknowledged statistic

But these women are not objects

They are human beings with feelings no different than you or me

Yet us men

Go to great lengths to pry their legs open

Just to find out how she feels inside

Since the blatant signs of her behaviors

Showing that she is a woman whose identity has already died

Seems to be blinded by pleasurable greed

 

So guys, open your eyes!

Observe her demeanor; listen to how she talks,

Notice if she’s struts confidence in her walk and treat her with respect

Because unfortunately the true story I just described

Has become a disturbing reality to more women than you could possibly realize

So try

To sympathize

To the effects of being sexually abused 

And the impact that they have on a life

 

 

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Author's Note

This was written about a friend of mine, and is for all the women who can't find the strength to verbalize the words to speak up and speak out about their turmoil.

Reviews

[Gandré]

Well I 've read the other reviews. I little bit had a feeling that not everyone is really reading when they review. I like this powerful accussative tone you have here and I am thankful I came to read. Even the tragedy huge and harm even more, I think she has to stop re-thinking the past. Time to look forward. When she keeps thinking about it, she is trapped in his (the abuser's) thoughts, so spoken. She must get herself free of her dark past. You know we can un-learn everything, even our own past. (I wrote a piece about it, the newest one I featured here) that the past and the memory are 2 different things. How the woman learnt, she can un-learn, back to her origin. Keeping suffering in this unbelievable sadness and emptiness she won't find strength and harmony. She must "release" her memories and get support in looking at her as a special beautiful creature and alway look carefully when she is about to chose a partner for such traumata often repeat, it is kinda a karma, many abuse survivants speak about it in this way. She must learn when she has got a boyfriend and she is living a bad thought and when he is loving towards her, he can't be accused of her traumatic past. She perhaps should try not to see him in those moments in order not to destroy her relationship. She should be listening to her inner voice and not let anybody who could make her any harm into her life. She also should know that this universe won't forgive. Once all comes back to one. Perhaps not now, perhaps not in this life. But it will. For everything has to be in equilibrium, it is an equation, all is right how it is. It is tragicall to say so. But it is so, that's what I know. I don't need to believe - for I know. she should look into mirror and adore her own beautiful reflection saying "...it is not bad: I survived!" she should embrace the world and see the small things. There she will find peace. I wouldn't also talk about this with people she would meet in her life. It's not their business, and they won't help. Only she can help herself for no one ever can love her so much - how she loves herself, or how she could love herself. I know that it is easy to say. but it is so, how I feel. An amazing piece. I wish her all the best and send on this way lots of love. gandre.

[Flo_writer]

Robin wrote this "Very hip hop oriented. I liked the tone that sounds like this work is written from the streets. Good Job!" I have no idea what you read but nothing said in that review hasn anything to do with this poem. Anyway I'm sorry that your friend had to go through that kind of life. She must be a very strong and beautiful person. A lot of women who go through experiences like that take there own life. I hope she has many more male friends in life to support her and show not all men are corrupted and evil. Thanks for informing and shearing something so personal.

[Frank Terino]

This is absolutely full of truths and sadness, you did an amazing job bringing to light such a troubled subject,
its honest and is an eye opener, thank you for sharing this messege that needs to be heard. Geat job!

[Brianna Brie]

Wow...you have the ability to take an explosive topic and lay them bare in such a way that tears are shed for the abuse. Sexuality is a very powerful thing and sometimes woman are taught early that if they want attention from daddy or any other man they need to use their bodies to gain love. Only it is not love and in the end their own sense of self value is thought useless. Physical beauty can compound the problem becoming a curse. Great write.

[Carole]

Very impressive write you have here, Lali. This is a raw truth that needs to be addressed and I am so glad that you took the challenge.

Women are not objects
They are human beings
With feelings no different than you or I

Far more women than we realize never tell because they were threatened. A sad reality. Glad you are speaking out against it! Great job!

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You have done an amazing write with a very difficult subject. You have managed to be accurate, honest, sympathetic, musical and informing all at once within something that could so easily have fallen very flat.

[Amanda]

this is so truely becoming a more prominant problem...this is not saying that it hasnt always been there, it's just that we are seeing it more in the open now. this woman has endured great heartache and physical abuse, what has happened to her shouldn't have happened, but that she she has endured is a testament to her will and determination.

a really good write, Lalli.

Amanda

[Nickjohnson]

I would compare this to a chorus, but nothing else.
It's similar to imagining a choir synthesize harmonies and then disperse
them just as quickly. the flow and stylization are things to be rivaled for.

Enjoy your excellent work.
Nick

[robin]

Very hip hop oriented. I liked the tone that sounds like this work is written from the streets. Good Job!

[Bethany Woody]

Wow! I'm not sure what else to say to this. I could speak about the freestyle form fitting the subject matter perfectly. Your words flow down the page like the tears on the face of the abused woman. I could speak of the subject matter being a tragedy we must prevent at all costs, but your words show you know this already. I could talk about how I think you have a passion inside you that is bursting to be released, but I think you know this already too. So what do I say? What words could I use to express how perfect I think this piece is, other then, Wow!

Mona Lisa