denial
Once a long, long time ago,
A little boy, began to grow.
Exploring every space and spot,
Knew who to trust, and who to not.
Evil comes in many forms,
Some even seem to conform.
But inside their broke and shattered,
Stealing from children, only what mattered.
Never do they pick on strength,
Their time on earth, short of length.
Stealing from them, their childhood,
While donning a mask, understood.
I tried and tried to get away,
He was too strong, had to stay.
What he did, perverse and sick,
Then he's threaten with a stick.
Your parents, go ahead and tell,
They'll not believe, under my spell.
He was right, I was called a liar,
In the night, I dream't of fire.
Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
Who should I pray to the most.
Never ever seemed to matter,
All my dreams, left to shatter.
This is a true story. I was raped and molested as an altar boy from the ages of 5 til 7. The priest was right...No one believed.
2007-06-21 08:39:55 · 21 answers · asked by The Dark Prince 3 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
This is a very sad poem. You did an amazing job of capturing it!!! Good Job! Same thiong happend to me but I was 10-14. You never forget the people who dont believe you do you.
2007-06-21 08:45:03 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
My undercover poet, your poem seems a hunted past that will never die to you. Is touching describing your martyr in your youth. No one believed you, but those who didn't believed you will feel guilty and the Priest of Satan that raped is suffering more than you, don't let that past hunt you, what would I do to be by your side to say that "I believe you", you would've been a change boy and also a man. I love the poem, that;s true. You done it again, my love.
Your angel of San Juan forever
Marilyn
2007-06-21 16:50:57 · answer #2 · answered by . 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
oh sweetie..... :( I'm so sorry and I hate it most when people tell you they know what it's like... thank god for me my mother believed me.... it all makes sense now why you write the way you do..... my life consisted of similar things growing up but you have to remember that there is someone out there who has it better and someone who has it worse... I love your poetry don't stop writing it.... your a very talented man.... You have good things to write about and smile for just look around you everyone on this site loves you and your poetry.... Thank you for sharing most people hide it so deep it kills there soul... your an inspiration to those who can't say what you did for them and for yourself.
2007-06-21 16:38:41 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
That was a wonderful poem, but a horrible experience I'm sure! That most be hard to deal with, and releasing it through your writing is a great way to let it out. I am SOOOOOO sorry that that happened to you!!!! I hope to see more from you...on a happier scale!
~mystic~<3
2007-06-21 16:18:22 · answer #4 · answered by Kitten Natsumi 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Dude...!
Get that bastards name and details up for all to see.
I'm due a holiday and would take pleasure having a 'few quiet words' with him. Go on, let your Irish uncle at him...
I'd teach him a thing or two about bullying.
Bastard...Bastard...ARGH...THE BASTARD...!
PS. It seems relatively scurrilous of me to critique your poem now, but with respect... Watch your spelling.
"There+Their+They're" let you down.
Apart from that...
You've done a great job expressing some painful memories.
Personally I always feel better after writing them down. It's therapeutic and cleanses us somehow...
Well done and to no lesser extent, sorry dude...
D...
2007-06-21 17:07:20 · answer #5 · answered by Irish D.... 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Your outlet through poetry is a good way to deal.
You are constructively working at healing. You are
one that will help yourself and you will succeed.
I wish you all the best.
2007-06-21 15:53:30 · answer #6 · answered by Bethany 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Man that is teribel that that happend 2 u but u did a good job writting this
2007-06-23 08:48:45 · answer #7 · answered by ♥LuV my preppyness♥ 5 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Oh my god, that is excellent, the poem i mean not the fact that you were molested, i am truly sorry, but i guess that cant really help anything, beautiful poem
2007-06-21 16:06:10 · answer #8 · answered by DonDon 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I'm very impressed but not a poet.
You are. Wonderful,terrible,excruciatingly dark, real, saturated with pain, loss and grief, and rage. I identify.
2007-06-21 16:16:42 · answer #9 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Very good, I am sorry about what happened. Poetry is a good way to let out emotion. God Bless you,
hopefully your friend,
:)
kara
2007-06-21 15:47:14 · answer #10 · answered by Kara P 3 · 2⤊ 0⤋