A Stepmom's Abuse

A Stepmom's Abuse

A Poem by Vanessa Macanas

Abusive childhood past my brother and I shared with our stepmom.


This is a true Cinderella story, except no charming knight,

No fairy godmother to help me with my fright.


So I will stay up in the quiet of the night,

Making things perfect before the morning bright.


When the stepmom awakens, she will scream with fury.

Nothing's good enough and my face I bury.


I try to stay silent as I take the hits,

Hoping and praying that this would be it.


And when it’s all over, I run to my bed.

I cry in silence wishing I were dead.


Now everyone knows but they all turn their heads,

They'd rather see us bruised and broken instead.


My brother and I, we do everything right 

But the hits keep coming, every day, every night.


I don't understand people like this,

I cannot fathom how they can exist.


So three years pass, three years of abuse, 

Three years of this pain I will never excuse.





© 2010 Vanessa Macanas

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Hearing this makes me cry, My real mother use to hit me and my sister. scared for my sisters life I'm planing on sending her away to a place I know where she is safe. It hurts me to hear this poem. though I love it just the same. You put it together very well. very good poem I love it.

Posted 11 Years Ago

Genious, Brilliant. Beautiful. Ryhming. I love this!

Posted 11 Years Ago

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I love the last two lines. The fact that people know but pretend they don't is something I can relate to, and it gives your poem authenticity. You started the poem out in third person and changed to first. I was wondering if this is on purpose. The change is noticable, and I liked it, but it kept me wondering a little. Maybe you could change narration at the end to kind of 'reveal' that it's you? Would you mind reviewing my poem? I'm working on it to present it soon. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/luckylifetwo/529960/

Posted 11 Years Ago

A sadly familiar story... the use of the simple rhyme structure gives it a childlike quality which adds to the sense of the child's incredulity and suffering

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Wow...heartbreaking and straight from the soul. I feel like I'm reading the words inscribed on your heart....completely straightforward and utterly honest. I love it.

Posted 11 Years Ago

so heartbreaking and so sincere.. brilliant job

Posted 11 Years Ago

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Added on March 14, 2010
Last Updated on September 16, 2010


Vanessa Macanas
Vanessa Macanas

Las Vegas, NV

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