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A friend of mine thought that I should post this so I did. I hope that you don't mind.
In the realm of pain and anguish Begging for release of Death, Lies the child with brutal mother Battered day by day with stealth. All who know the gentle lady See her kindness shining bright, See the woman love her children See her beauty, power and might. All who know the kindly woman Know her nature full of care, Every act of selfless wonder Perfect mother true and fair. But in struggle through the daytime Father working all day long, Stress builds up, she suffers torment Anger soon becomes her song. Children now ask one more question Seek to find out what to do, Mother's too confused to answer Screams out loud an oath or two. Ranting raving for an hour Children’s ears are filled with pain, And their hearts so young and tender Fill with anguish once again. In the tea medicinal brandy Just to calm her nerves once more, After all she really needs it Her emotions jagged, raw. Then in time she sees the reason Sees the cause of all her pain, Should she not have seen it sooner? It's her children! They're to blame. If at fault they must be punished Cleansed and purified by pain, She's the one ordained to free them Lawful torture once again. Thus she lifts the cane above her Rage does grip her soul so tight, Down it sweeps, She strikes out blindly What cares she who's wrong or right. Frenzy overtakes her spirit Thrashing wildly all around, Striking out in raging fury Deadly killer instinct found. Beating at her helpless children Bamboo cane sings once again All her self-control departed Children drown in endless pain. Swarming welts of angry crimson Swathe their pink and tender flesh, Two young lives in Hell's own cauldron Wince from wounds so new and fresh. Now the knife is twisted slowly Mental pain to fan the flame, Children they did caused the anguish Mother tells them they're to blame. They're the guilty ones for certain Hidden evil brings no shame, If the mother lost control then Someone else must be to blame. Guilt she heaps upon her children Guilt is added to their pain, Slaves at least would feel less turmoil Slaves would only bear the cane. Now the children’s minds in horror View their world distorted much, They both learn to hide their feeling Take no pleasure from a touch. Later in their lives, much later, When their hearts they want to share, Love eludes at every turning Pain their hopes does wrest and tear. Crucified by history's beating Crazy from deceit and lies, One tenacious fighting-spirit Challenges maternal ties. Memories deep and still subconscious Strain to surface and be known, Slowly from beneath the threshold Comes the truth that must be shown Years of tortured introspection, Sought to cure a soul betrayed, 'Til at last the awful memories, Pain, while be was daily flayed. Pain once more but this time truthful Starts to heal his shattered mind, Now middle-aged he grasps at Life But fate is cruel, she’s not kind. His sister was too weak to fight Her strength was so depleted, Her wounds too deep she gave up hope Into her mind retreated. Unable to confront the truth A drunkard mother oh so vile, Her mind denies reality To cringe behind a plastic smile. Although the mask she hides behind, Portrays a happy vision. It buried any hopes she had, To flee that deadly prison. She needs to stop and face the pain, To lance the festering wounds, But fear does block her every move As her mind shuts down, she swoons. There's too much pain for her to face The awful truth to confront, Her past's been buried far too long Her emotions dead and blunt. For one last time her soul retreats Amnesia drowns her mind, Her body lives, but all else dies There is nothing left behind. A full half-century has now passed, Since the boundless pain began. The son’s good fortune set him free, To watch his sister’s mind drown. Chance revealed to each a pathway, Fueling hope for sanity. His good path bore life belated, Her path, just calamity. |
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This is based on your own life of abuse correct Brian??
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From what I can remember.(and I don't forget much about that)
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Amazing, and I'm sorry the children suffered...sorrier yet that it never goes completely away.
KD
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I am sorry. thanks for sharing in such a remarkable way.
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Hi Kimmy. The hardest part is the remembering. I hate it everytime I get caught up in thinking about my childhood.(and the hurt, the listening to my sister scream, the hospital, etc) I just with that I could just block it out.
Wisewoman. I thank you for your words, but don't be sorry for me....I am ok now.... ![]() |
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Brian, you express the pain and anguish of your childhood experiences so intently in your writing. I hope it helps, I would think it would be sort of Cathargic, just reading the release of such torture..a fitting Title...
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Brian, I am sorry for every child who is injured. And your courage and ability to write so well about it touched me.
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Don't be sorry for me. I broke free. I would like to devote this to those that haven't yet. There is still alot of pain out there. I actually hoped to dawn a little light on those that are still going through this.
Thanks for the compliments. Brian |
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Don't be sorry for me. I broke free. I would like to devote this to those that haven't yet. There is still alot of pain out there. I actually hoped to dawn a little light on those that are still going through this.
Thanks for the compliments. Brian |
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Brian, thank you for sharing this very moving and powerful piece of writing.
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Brian, thank you for sharing this very moving and powerful piece of writing.
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I to express alot of myself through writing, it's a healing mechanism with in itself.....and in the process you can create a piece of art, which you did here.....you have a writing talent....continue doing it.
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I to express alot of myself through writing, it's a healing mechanism with in itself.....and in the process you can create a piece of art, which you did here.....you have a writing talent....continue doing it.
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Hmm, Brian, I am a little confused. It's like having someone tell you they are sorry children suffer is a bad thing, or only sorry that you suffer? I am very glad to see you writing for others who have no words to express their experience. You are a beautiful writer.
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Hmm, Brian, I am a little confused. It's like having someone tell you they are sorry children suffer is a bad thing, or only sorry that you suffer? I am very glad to see you writing for others who have no words to express their experience. You are a beautiful writer.
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Hmm, Brian, I am a little confused. It's like having someone tell you they are sorry children suffer is a bad thing, or only sorry that you suffer? I am very glad to see you writing for others who have no words to express their experience. You are a beautiful writer. and how can I not feel sorrow when I read what you endured?
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Hmm, Brian, I am a little confused. It's like having someone tell you they are sorry children suffer is a bad thing, or only sorry that you suffer? I am very glad to see you writing for others who have no words to express their experience. You are a beautiful writer. and how can I not feel sorrow when I read what you endured?
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Hi Des and Wise.
I do appreciate the compliments. I wish that I could scream this stuff out. I hope that this helps at least one person going through the same thing. If it does then I may be able to let go of a lot of repressed feelings. |
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Hi Des and Wise.
I do appreciate the compliments. I wish that I could scream this stuff out. I hope that this helps at least one person going through the same thing. If it does then I may be able to let go of a lot of repressed feelings. |
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Sabrina. You are as tallented as the rest of us. Keep doing what you are doing and you will go far.
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Sabrina. You are as tallented as the rest of us. Keep doing what you are doing and you will go far.
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((( Brian ))) I believe your story has already helped some and will continue to do so...I have seen some people come out and speak on issues they maybe would not have before they read your threads
xo
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Brian - you words mean very much to me. Especially today. Thank you
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Brian - you words mean very much to me. Especially today. Thank you
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