another poem found in a diary from April 9th 2001, 1.30 .a,m
You turned us into liars.
You turned us into sluts.
You made us fat,
You made us thin,
You got us hooked on heroin.
Did we really mean so little
or did you just not know
that by playing blind or silent
your reply to our cry
for help was a "No"?
my parents had just left after confronting the abuser .. i was getting really into my therapy and boy when i think about it now what an intense time .. so much anger and pain and letting emotions in. this poem is to parents, I think, parents in general .. or perhaps to adults in general .. who by their inaction, help the abusers.
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