a mother '[smistake, by Althea Bygrave
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was i born to face terror of this unfaithful world. to be
cast aside and move from homes to homes in the arms of
another man. not thinking and not knowing what i was going
through. for through my eyes they saw a girl that was just
bad. bad i wasnt but reaching out and calling out for help
was what i was doing all those years. afraid to go to bed
for the bed bugs would bite,or the buggie man would come and
get me in the middle of the night. a little girl i was with
no one to speak to. afraid to speakout for iwas beaten to
silent by the first person itold.
who knows the pain i carry if they have never being there.
a place that no girl or woman expect to be. afraid to love
another man afraid to get too close are to even be in a
relationship. for years i carry my apin and anger hidden
inside me with no one to speak to and no one who trulely
understand a victims pain.
a victim of rape and atempted rape i am.
was raped by the one i grow to just and the one to whom i
belong. the one that should be protecting you from arms
way.
step father coming into my room late at night with no close
on . told my mother, but she said stab him if he tries to
touch you in any way. later was told by your own mother you
are jealous of her husband. hit with shock that she never
really believed me that he tries to rape you.
the hurt i feel is grater than any other pain. the pain of
loving her for her mistakes as a mother. face with your
past every time you look at her or even speak with her. for
my mother is still married to the man that almost took my
virginity.my pain will never heal untill the day i can
forget the past. |
Posted: 2007-08-23 16:57:01 UTC |
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