POEMS 8
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CRY OF A LONELY HEART By Kathryn L.M. Reynolds I sat on a hillside, with my head bent down, my fears overcame me, and the tears poured out... People passed by me, but they didn't care, for they saw me crying, and just left me there... If only ONE person, had stopped to listen, maybe things would be different, and I'd still be here... As it was no one heard, when I cried out for help, so I was alone and scared, when my life gave out... Signed..."BUT I CARED!"
BE SILENT! The beast is always there This secret never to share It's hands, it's voice, it's eyes From it's mouth only came lies BE SILENT! The child lives in constant fear Praying that someone will hear But from her mouth no words will come The child is seen by no one BE SILENT! It tore apart a child of trust To satisfy it's crime of lust The beast, she still can see Even in it's death she still believes All that it said and all that it's done The child, and my memories, are one It said no one will hear or see All of this was meant to be The fear and pain - It's hidden schemes No one heard her primal screams BE SILENT! It's buried on Earth and in my mind As an adult I still try to bind This beast far away from sight Praying it will never see the light The child is bound, there, as well Screaming in my mind from this hell Sleep sweet child away from the beast I pray that our pain will cease Don't scream for only I can hear I will always shed your tears BE SILENT! In dreams I see her hidden from the sun Towards me, for help, she will run Have I silenced the child too long? There isn't a place where she feels she belongs BE SILENT!
Being a Child Being a Child is not what it seems! A world full of hopes, A heart full of dreams. The ice cream parlor, Where every one goes. The little Secrets that no one knows! Going to sleep a heart full of fear! Wiping away the last little tear! It’s searching for love, And no one’s around. And searching for help that can’t be found. It’s going to sleep and wanting to die! How much more can I cry? It’s closing you’re eyes and wishing him gone. It’s minding your heart where it’s been torn! It’s taking a bath to wash it way Only to find it’s here to stay! It’s wanting your mother to protect you at night. It’s wanting her arms to hold to tight! Money and cokes and basketball cheers, Spending the night a heart full of fears! Laughing playing and having fun, Where never a part of being young! A world of lost hopes and shattered dreams This child’s life is not what it seems!
Broken I saw you in my dreams last night I can't believe you're still there I know it was so long ago The pain's still there to bear. I was walking down a hallway When you came up to me You didn't have to say a word Your thoughts were clear to see. You had the look of anger But filled with laughter inside You were like a lion That's been held too long with pride. The anger in your heart grew stronger The fire in your eyes showed the flames You couldn't hold it any longer Then you screamed my name. You asked me how I did it And how you didn't break down my walls You asked me what my strength was And why I didn't fall. I woke up with tears in my eyes Wondering if you were right If you didn't break me, Why are you still with me at night?
Bruises, by Jennifer Langston The bruises arn't talked about, They are just ignored. We all know where they came from And they hurt me like a sword. I'm in my room crying now Sitting alone on my floor I don't know what to do, But right now I am just so sore. The bruises on the outside They really dont hurt that much It's the pain I feel on the inside That's really hard for me to touch No one knows about this secret of mine But, there are some people who know Those are the people, who live here, They see the bruises come and go. My sister, she just stands there And watches it all happen She then goes to her room I know she too is saddened. I know its all my fault, Because if I had never yelled, That hand would have never raised That hand that pounds me down to hell. It really doesn't happen much Just once every now and again I'll say or do something wrong Then the cycle, it all begins. Well, I really must go now I hear them coming down the hall I don't know what is going to happen, I really hope they dont hit me at all. -Jennifer L.
Happy Birthday Today is my Birthday. No ice cream or cake! The smile I wear is forced and fake! Don’t want a birthday this year. Eight years old On this sad day. Full of fear. Outside in the yard sounds of laughter and play. Why is everyone so happy on this hated day? Inside the house, all alone I only came in to answer the phone! Too late to hide! Daddy stumbles and finds his way inside. Locking the door, He throws me to the floor “HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIG GIRL” I have got something I want you to see. Oh dear god please let me get free! Closing my eyes this I pray Daddy please don’t hurt me this way! With his hand over my mouth, Unable to SHOUT. Daddy why are you touching me this way? Didn’t anyone tell you it’s my Birthday today?
Fear I am afraid of my own thoughts. and the thoughts of others. that other's lips will curl and the sense of loss will overpower me. loss of self respect; respect of others'. loss of love of hope. I am afraid. It comforts me to know someone has gone this way before. It saddens me to know it ever had to be this way for you or me. I need all the strength i can get.
