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TW - Trapped
Former Member
Posts: 177 Helping Hand
He came into my life
when I was just a little girl.
I was happy and young,
And then he changed my world.
One night I was in bed,
And he came to say goodnight,
except he took a little longer
I saw his shadow, before he turned out the light.
He really hurt me that night,
and I didn't know what to do.
I thought it happened to most,
to every little boy and girl.
It happened again as I lay in bed one night
hurting inside and out.
Tears streaming down my face,
I tried hard not to shout out.
I put the times, the nights
to the back of my head,
playing games at school;
there was nothing to be said.
Years had passed along,
and then it happened again and again.
My mum was out at the pub or at work;
it was him and me again.
I’d submit and sit next to him
just trying to sleep or watching the TV
when he’d pulled me close to him
and again molested me.
I thought it only happened once
Thought the rest was normal, when I had done something bad,
but now I knew I was wrong.
I felt alone and sad.
And 11 years on from when it first started I got
the courage to tell someone.
The police got involved and stuff.
I was hated by my mum.
She blanked me out that day
and stuck right by his side,
saying I was attention-seeking
and that it was all my fault
He’d send messages,
when I was just a little girl.
I was happy and young,
And then he changed my world.
One night I was in bed,
And he came to say goodnight,
except he took a little longer
I saw his shadow, before he turned out the light.
He really hurt me that night,
and I didn't know what to do.
I thought it happened to most,
to every little boy and girl.
It happened again as I lay in bed one night
hurting inside and out.
Tears streaming down my face,
I tried hard not to shout out.
I put the times, the nights
to the back of my head,
playing games at school;
there was nothing to be said.
Years had passed along,
and then it happened again and again.
My mum was out at the pub or at work;
it was him and me again.
I’d submit and sit next to him
just trying to sleep or watching the TV
when he’d pulled me close to him
and again molested me.
I thought it only happened once
Thought the rest was normal, when I had done something bad,
but now I knew I was wrong.
I felt alone and sad.
And 11 years on from when it first started I got
the courage to tell someone.
The police got involved and stuff.
I was hated by my mum.
She blanked me out that day
and stuck right by his side,
saying I was attention-seeking
and that it was all my fault
He’d send messages,
saying he would kill himself;
it was all my fault instead.
But my mum still hates me
In spite of him being exposed of his lies,
I feel so alone right now.
I wish I would just die.
I've told a couple of people before,
but it was hard for them, you see,
to put up with something as stupid
as a teenager like me.
All I do is mope and cry
because no one understands
what I feel inside each day.
Please, someone take my hand.
I hurt myself sometimes
when the pain gets too much.
I hate him for what he did
and where he used to touch.
I often think I'll run away
or step into the road.
My future seems so black and dim.
But my stop, my beautiful daughter, the reason I breathe.
I hope someone hears my cry
and says they understand.
I just don't know what to do anymore.
I'm scared and on my own.
So you see, I'm stuck forever.
I just want to scream and shout,
but there's something you have to know.
That for me, there's no way out.
it was all my fault instead.
But my mum still hates me
In spite of him being exposed of his lies,
I feel so alone right now.
I wish I would just die.
I've told a couple of people before,
but it was hard for them, you see,
to put up with something as stupid
as a teenager like me.
All I do is mope and cry
because no one understands
what I feel inside each day.
Please, someone take my hand.
I hurt myself sometimes
when the pain gets too much.
I hate him for what he did
and where he used to touch.
I often think I'll run away
or step into the road.
My future seems so black and dim.
But my stop, my beautiful daughter, the reason I breathe.
I hope someone hears my cry
and says they understand.
I just don't know what to do anymore.
I'm scared and on my own.
So you see, I'm stuck forever.
I just want to scream and shout,
but there's something you have to know.
That for me, there's no way out.
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Comments
You say your future seems really black and dim, what do you picture it as?
It must be hard to have your mum react like that. It wasn't your fault, he's responsible for his actions and I hope you know that. I'm here with you, you're not alone
It really can get better. Your daughter sounds very important to you
We're all here for you x
This is very powerful. I thought I'd move this to creative as I think it will suit it better and get more recognition.
Sending hugs