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The Story of a Victim of Child Abuse

I am the sky whose cloak will not blue

I am the sea whose tide will not turn

I am the moon whose silver will not hue

I am the sun whose orange will not burn

I am the day whose light will not bright

I am the night whose darkness will not light

I am the tree whose root is dead

I am the flower with out a head

I am the fish whose fins will not breathe

I am the bird who will not eat seed

I am the cab that just will not heal

I am the neural that just will not heal

I am a smile that remains frozen

I am a choice that horror had chosen

I am a year without a season

I am a reason without a reason

I am a whisper that cannot vibrate

I am a scream that cannot migrate

I am a prison whose cell will not open

I am the cell whose inside enfolded

I am a brain with no education

I am a being with no validation

I am the hell that is my centre

I am the heaven that has no banter

I am Christmas without its infant

I am a gift box without its present

I am the present that is now past

I am the past - that is now present

I am a heart with out a soul

I am the secret never told

I was lost could not be found

I was frightened no solace around

I am a curse no man can swear

I am the abused no one was there

I done no crime but was a dictum

I done no wrong but was a victim

I was the wrong that was never right

I was defenceless I could not fight

I was that child who was un-nurtured

I am the man who still is tortured

I am the love that is total rejection

I am a failure under closer inspection

I am a tear that does not cry

I am laughter that does not fly

I am a face that puts me on show

I am a body I prefer no one to know

I have a secret I have to hide

I am an expert at all this and besides

I am young or could be very old

I am but one of this story told

I am

A child abused a man or woman confused

Just one of many that were used

To those of you who escaped this ordeal?

If you were I this is how it would feel?


Contact information

Support and resources for people who have experienced sexual abuse and/or sexual violence.