Amber Alert, My Childhood Has Been Stolen

Amber Alert, My Childhood Has Been Stolen

A Poem by Fearful.
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and the little girl will never know how it feels to have parents...

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Brown eyes,

and curls of brown hair,

sitting upon the biggest chair.

She sits there,

happy,

innocent.

 

Until the door is knocked down.

She screams like she's on fire,

and even in the big crowd of people,

no one turns their attention to the girl being ripped away from her happiness.

 

Eventually,

her mouth is covered.

She is silenced,

and nothing can restore her lost childhood and love from that moment on.

 

She loves her mommy,

but she scares the little girl.

She wants her mommy to get better,

nicer.

She knows if she tells,

they'll take her mommy away.

 

She doesn't want a different mommy.

She just wants love from the only parent she has in this world,

but her mommy won't give it to her.

Her mommy tells her she has to be a good girl,

or she'll be spanked.

She hates being spanked,

it makes her think her mommy hates her.

 

Mommy never tells her that it's okay.

Mommy never shows she's proud.

Mommy doesn't hug her or tell her how important she is.

Mommy makes her feel worthless,

like all the little girl can do is try,

but she's never going to get the love she needs.

 

The little girl's favorite grandpa died,

and she wants to hug mommy.

Mommy pushes her into a counter and the girl falls down.

 

Mommy taught her not to cry.

She said it wouldn't do anything to help her.

So she holds in all her tears until she vomits,

or she's alone.

Mommy doesn't want to be around the little girl,

so she puts her at her great grandparents house everday.

When the little girl is home,

Mommy beats her.

Mommy did that until Grandma came back to town,

and Grandma told Mommy she was wrong.

Mommy didn't listen.

Mommy never listens.

 

So Grandma takes the little girl,

and tells her that her mommy needs help.

Mommy doesn't want help,

she just wants money from Grandma.

The little girl doesn't feel too good,

because mommy takes so much from Grandma,

but Grandma is always nice.

The little girl wonders why Mommy is so mean when Mommy's mommy is so nice!

The little girl loves Grandma.

She does love her mommy....

but she's scary and mean.

 

Mommy doesn't let the little girl have any friends.

Until a blonde little girl with a very very nice mommy becomes her friend.

Nobody wants to be the little girl's friend because she's weird,

and has weird stories about her family.

 

The little girl always has to take care of her brothers.

They don't like her very much either.

They say they hate her and they tell mommy that she's a bad girl.

But she doesn't see what she does wrong.

She always does what mommy tells her.

Always.

But Mommy never likes her like she likes her brothers.

Mommy doesn't know anything about the little girl anymore.

The little girl is so hurt.

 

Sometimes,

Mommy makes her want to disappear,

permanently...

It scares the little girl to want to hurt herself like she does,

but if she's not covered in blood,

how will Mommy ever notice whats she's done?

 

 

Thank you,

little blonde girl and your nice mommy.

You make the little girl feel so much better.

She loves you.

© 2010 Fearful.


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Your poem nearly made me cry. I know these feelings, the fear and sadness. You portray such innocents and vulnerability This poem is wonderful and well written. Great write.


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