I Scream For Help
Written based at the time I was at Kendall House in Kent. I completed it after I left there and still had vivid memories of how I felt.
I try my best to get things straight
But all I get is needless hate,
This world I live in with much regret
Is more then terms that can’t be met.
I think to myself "what have I done?"
Is this a world where I live as one?
Not a friend in sight that can help me by
Do I live or do I die?
I’m frightened inside and can’t go on
To prove my point and be so strong,
As days go by the weaker I get
For those stupid terms that can’t be met.
Reality is a thing I must get through
My past is a nightmare, so what can I do?
If people knew just how I feel
They would look up and think for real.
My life is a hell hole and always a mess
My feelings are hurt and full of distress,
I haven’t a halo wrapped round my head
This is a feeling that should of been said.
Instead it’s on paper for all to see
My life is a must and always to be
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On 19th Aug 2006 at 08:50 PM rachel cann said...
did you ever think you were never truly alone? That God was watchingout for you? They say that what doesn't break us will make us stronger. I don't know who "they" are. Probably they are wrong. But you have evolved into an incredible young woman. Maybe the rest of your life you will be rewarded for the courage you've shown just to survive. I surely hope so. I also hope you will bring much hope to other survivors of abuse. We are many and you will be our voice. My inner child remains so fragile, but I know right from wrong, and will never accept bad treatment from anyone, not ever again.
On 19th Aug 2006 at 09:52 PM Teresa said...
Hi Rachel
Thankyou for your wonderful post and I will do my best as we all do and we all have a voice. Perhaps we can be heard together and unite in being heard.
My thoughts are with you x