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....

-Christine Schlumbrecht

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http://www.escapinghades.com
(Abuse-survivors-site)

So sad, but true for many of us. I remember going to bed and wishing I never woke up. And ALWAYS being afraid of HIM...

Childhood lost

Dear Dara...
Childhood lost....



*Solidarity*

Hello I am Christine Schlumbrecht, while doing a search on my name I came across this site and a few of my poems! Thanks you for sharing my work with others, please visit my site www.SurvivorsJourney.com you will find many of my poems.

Stay Safe
Christine