WHY? WHY? WHY? JUST WHY?
Why? Why? Why? Just Why?
A question so haunting, we often ask
you stole our lives, our existence,
our tears were hid behind a mask.
We would cry inside, silent tears
too afraid to make a sound,
you abused, hurt, threatened us
our thoughts, so scrambled, so tightly bound.
The whys will never be answered
we must move on and leave it behind
WE are much stronger, we are survivors
even when the whys still enter our minds.
You see, you crushed our spirits
stole our inner child so small,
children were we, we didn’t understand
you were the adult, it was your call.
We as adult survivors, no longer live
in your shadows anymore,
we now have a voice and use it
to expose you and all your gore.
My whys from the past, never to be answered
I understand, accept it now,
writing, talking about it
no longer silent, to this I do vow!!
Poetry by Mary Graziano ©
January 16, 2013
Revised September 1, 2014
Awesome watercolour painting
Title WHY? WHY? WHY? JUST WHY!
By my wonderful friend
Michal Madison
www.MichalMadisonArt.com
copyrighted
I share my blog for everyone. For those who also suffer from Abuse/Incest. I hope that by writing my feelings, my poetry on my abuse as a child, will help and encourage you and to let you know that YOU ARE NEVER TO BLAME FOR WHAT HAPPENED..We were innocent children, the abuser is always at blame. Please leave me a comment so I know you were here..thank you. look forward to hearing from you.
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