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  • Child Abuse
    • Gertrude
    • shhhh! If you're quiet you will hear the sound of my heart breaking.

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     I see parents
    hug
    kiss
    their child as they greet.

    It's plain to see
    the love they share
    within their eyes.

    My blood turns to green
    with envy.

    Do I get kisses?
    NO!
    I get, "Get the hell away!"

    Do I get tender touches?
    NO!
    I get a closed fist to my cheek
    and a swift kick to my gut.

    Seeing the loving relationship
    that other kids have
    with their parents,
    makes me wonder.

    Is it me?
    Am I devil child?
    Am I unlovable?
    Am I stupid?

    Ultimately I ask
    if there is a God
    does He hate me too?

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    warsaw commented on Hidden

    08-24-2009

    Growing up as a love deprived foster child I use to ask the same questions but I found later on in life that it was them and not me at all,I was the gift they knew nothing about so are you thank you for sharing you have a gift and a passion for writing sincerely WARSAW
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    Gertrude

    08/24/2009

    Thank you for your kind words. Yes children are a gift from God and not everyone realizes that.

    ladydraeko commented on Hidden

    06-03-2009

    Hey hun I see that I did not give you a rating I guess, I dont know but I read your poems before and commented so I know I liked them so I will go back through and rate for you!!!! HUGS
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    ladydraeko commented on Hidden

    06-01-2009

    what strong emotion i see in your poem, I understand what you are saying so well. But the one thing I can say is God loves you. We may have had bad times but that doesn't stop the good ones from coming to us. I didn't have a relationship with my parents because I was taken from them and I just found them and am starting relationships with them. This poem really touched me. hugs
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    Gertrude

    06/01/2009

    I'm glad it touched you, but there's something you should know. This isn't a personal experience. This is a subject that is near and dear to my heart. Yet again thank you!

    Gertrude

    06/04/2009

    I'm glad it touched you. Children are a gift that not everyone are ready to receive nor should they ever receive. This came from a conversation I had with a friend one night. He told me that I wrote from his point of view accurately since I never personally experience it.

    Gertrude

    06/04/2009

    I'm glad it touched you. Children are a gift that not everyone are ready to receive nor should they ever receive. This came from a conversation I had with a friend one night. He told me that I wrote from his point of view accurately since I never personally experience it.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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