What Abuse Meant

What Abuse Meant

A Poem by Sophie

When I was four,

I was quiet because I was told,

When I was four,

the bruises were hidden under my clothes.


When I turned eight,

I started to realize what was happening to me,

When I turned ten,

I found out what “abuse” meant.


I lived in silence, in fear,

afraid if I ever spoke,

my Daddy's secret,

would be exposed.


I knew I should've told,

and I hated the pain,

but Daddy’s are Daddy's

didn't other girls go through the same?


Finally I turned thirteen,

and he did something new to me,

that was when I realized I was in a hole,

I couldn't get out

and I could only dig down.


So I hid more,

lost my friends,

while I tried to figure out

how to escape my Daddy's hands.


Finally, I'm fourteen now,

and I've escaped the dread,

but I don't feel any better now,

now that Daddy has a hole in his head.

© 2012 Sophie


Author's Note

Sophie
So not a true story, I practically cried while writing this because I love my dad and he'd never do this and I could never kill him. But anyway...
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Wow, excellent impact Sophie. I believe this is one of your best just because the little emotional things you bring to the table: I like how you always said "Daddy" instead of just "dad", I feel people can make a better connection that way as it seems so much more...close. I also liked how you portrayed his death, only mentioning a "hole", never the gun, never you pulling a trigger, it seemed so innocent but at the same time so dark. Great job, I liked it a lot, keep it up

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very good, I thought this really happend i was abused when I was little and found a new family so this is really close to what i felt

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Wow very emotional poem. I am glad to hear its just a poem. But you really have a way with writing. I really felt the sadness and the fear the character felt. It is a sad notion to think that this kind of stuff does really happen in the world. Not many girls or boys know what to do in this situation. But anyway, Great write as usual :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


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I literally have goosebumps on my arms. That was so sad, especially knowing that it actually happens. It was brilliantly written. The topic is terrible, but how you wrote it was amazing.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Wow! This poem is just amazing! So well written and powerful! The first stanza was mesmerising! I loved the rhythm to this poem! The ending was quite shocking:) great poem, keep writing!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Really deep. Very well written. Amazing job!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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This literally made me shed a tear.....stunning i wish i had your inspiration!

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Sophie

8 Years Ago

:D
its so sad that it happens to alot of people

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Deep. Fantastic poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Told as if it was an experience. Good work, good form.

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whew, I am so glad to hear this is not a true story, that said well done for making me think it was till the end! great job!

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