Won't you Help me please!

Won't you Help me please!

A Poem by BikerAngie

Help me please

I hear them arguing
I can not hear what they say
But I hear there voices raised once again
The slamming of the door
Dad must be going back to the bar
Mom will take her sleeping pills again

I sit in my room scared and alone
Curled up on my bed
Knowing he will be home latter
He will not go to moms room
Till after he tucks me in
He says it is our little secret

He says he loves me
But why does he hurt me

It happens every Friday night
He comes to my room kisses me good night
Rubs my face
Then my legs

And going up my legs
He touches me
He puts his hand on my mouth reminds me
“Be quite this is our little secret”

This is my weekly routine every Friday night
On Saturday I go to girl scouts

On Sunday I go to church
Monday through Friday I go to school
I keep to myself
Feeling dirty inside
Won’t someone help me
Please maybe you know me?

© 2012 BikerAngie

Author's Note

Possible Psychological and Behavioral Signs of Sexual Child Abuse:

Changes in sleeping patterns


Nightmares or bad dreams

Depression, irritability, or anger

Low self-esteem, guilt, shame

Avoidance of people or places

Sexual advances or “touching” inappropriately
We must be keeping our eyes and ears on the children!

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Reminds me of Law and Order and that is the best show ever!! but besides that you did a wonderful job :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

I like the meaning of the poem, reminds me of Law and Order episodes!

Posted 9 Years Ago

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Added on April 6, 2012
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A Poem by BikerAngie