A Shattered Soul Survives

Lightning struck her little heart
And Shattered it in two.
She was just a little girl
There was nothing she could do.
From that day on, she could not feel;
She could not trust or believe in you.

Innocence Lost
The Little girl with the broken heart
Was told not to tell a soul;
It had to be a secret
So no one else would know.
She suffered in her silence
Her spirit black as coal.

Alone
She could not smell the flowers,
For her, they didn’t exist
All things alive were dead to her;
She didn’t know they weren’t supposed to be.
This little girl made a plan
To protect herself by being strong.

Death of the Heart
The mother knew; she cried some tears
But didn’t attempt to stop HIM;
So the little girl with the broken heart
Became invisible over the years.
It didn’t matter, the torture she’d endure;
She was determined to overcome her fears.

Silent Suffering

Her body was not sacred; it didn’t belong to her,
It was for his distorted pleasure; her siblings suffered too
She’s beaten, raped, threatened with death
It was all part of HIS game.
She knew she’d never trust again
She’d be okay: she’d see to it!

Endurance

Guardian Angels rescued her
She’ll never forget that day,
Freedom at last: no more helpless suffering.
The truth, she shares with others
She can’t tell most people, though,
They won’t believe or understand.

What Does the Future Hold?
Will This Ever Go Away?
The little girl, an adult she became
No longer was she afraid
He wouldn’t dare touch her again.
She used her voice and the mother was told
But, the mother did not listen; she kept seeing HIM
The adult child felt horribly betrayed.

Disbelief and Betrayal = Denial
“That’s okay,” the adult child said
I will do it on my own;
So the healing began,
Someone believed her!
She wept with joy
“Hooray for me! I am Okay!”

Jubilation!
The years spun by for the adult child
She was able to find peace in talking about it
With others who had disclosed the same.
Recovery from Hell came bit by bit;
She loves herself now,
She’s no longer in that big, black pit

Healing and Understanding Survival
That adult child, she’s her today
With a message to all survivors:
Don’t wait, speak out, take a stand;
Do it now; open those doors!
Embrace your children, talk to them
Don’t let child abuse ruin You and Yours!

By Elaine Brooks.