Every tear has it's own chemical make-up
And I wish we could go back so I could nurse your every tear
I just want you to know even though sometimes you are silent, I hear
You cried tears of pain and you wanted a hug
And I said no, because together we experienced hurt intertwining with love
I didn't want to hurt you; and so I couldn't love
I wanted to help you, so desperately I did
But I couldn't help you
I was afraid of even touching your skin
I understood your pain because I was in the same pain you was in
How can pain comfort pain?
It's no excuse; for a brief moment I let him win
Every tear has it's own chemical make-up
Our make-up designed in the very same place;
Both drawing on our smiles because our tears is something people do not want to face
I too was one of the people, who for a while could not look you in the face
I tried not not to love you so I didn't hurt you so much
That eventually I became the cause of your tears
What a painful truth to clutch
And sometimes I still saw you as the young boy who got broken
It brought to life my fears, my fears from early years
I was acting out how he made me feel and I called you nasty names
And just like I ignored my own; I ignored your tears
I couldn't help you as a little boy; that drove me insane
The abused can become abusive
He will win if we drown in shame and self-blame
When you were eight, I didn't hug you when you cried
I was his actor and I only behaved how I had been trained
Sometimes I still see that little boy, who has layered himself as a handsome man
Striving and fighting to be all he can;
I promise I will capture every tear in my hand
I will analyse the tears chemicals and make up until I fully understand
I want to heal and I can't wait to watch you heal too;
This is a sorry that I couldn't help you
I think breaking us was his motive, let's destroy his plan
From this day forth I am here for you;
and all the dreams we have, let's breathe them to life and make them come true
I am forgiving myself for not being able to save you
Please forgive yourself, for not being able to save me too.
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PoetryA collection of poems surrounding child abuse; how the traumas can linger, the experience of the traumas itself in multiple perspectives, the psychological ramifications and more. I hope through poetry I can help raise further awareness about child...