Tell Me Why ?
Why have you not heard and have not seen my little green eyes with painful tears?
Why have you not protected me?
Why have you forgotten about me?
Why do you tell me I was a mistake?
Why don’t you love me?
Did you ever love me?
Parents are meant to love and protect there child, but you both never did love or protected me.
Molestation was my world, when you sipped your coffee or played your cards, someone was touching me in a way that it hurt and confused me.
Being touched was no fun for a four year old that was not wanted. Why have you destroyed my world?
I call out to God and Santa to make him stop. But he feels my fears and confusion and he tells me “I will give you candy” or “if you tell anyone Santa will not bring you toys.
Why is this still hurting and hunting me deep down inside.
The molestation has missed me out of my childhood life. After all I have become an award winning actress with this secret deep inside .
Molestation is only A victim child destroyed for life.
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