Child Abuse

September 13, 2008
Steady paces.
Live your life to the fullest.
Be a teenager while you can.
Don't jump ahead.

From a baby,
and a divorce of family.
Innocent and scared.
No one to talk to.
Couldn't talk anyway.

To a little girl.
Drugs, and abuse.
Alcohol, and lies.
Still no one to talk to.
Wouldn't talk anyway.

To a preteen.
Leaving and missing.
Forgetting and Remembering.
I talked and it backfired.
Promised myself never to talk again.

Then a teen.
They deny.
I talked and they don't believe me.
I talked and they don't care.
I talked and I will never have to talk again.

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badwriterbetterreader101 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 24, 2011 at 6:11 pm
I agree with sonybug this is a great poem. I actually have to write a poem about child abuse for school :S and I'm from stl too!! 
sonybug said...
Sept. 22, 2008 at 12:35 am
I really liked this, especially the end. c:
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