I hate all forms of abuse.

So tall is he the monster man

I run as far as fast as i can

Can he reach under the chair

Will he see that i am there.

All i see is the colour red

Am i alive or maybe dead

Noise and screaming in my ears

Adds to the terror it feeds my fears

And so i learn how to retreat

To live on a different faraway street

A place so deep that no one knows

A place where no one evergoes.

When it’s safe and the red has gone

I may come out as life goes on

i hate child abuse....

apologies for language on picture but is too funny to change.

[Sammicat15]

love the piccy. don't change it!

you're definitely in poem writing mode. keep it up! lovely creativity.

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oh and yeah, I totally agree with you. was abused as a child too.

[electricjaws]

same here , my parents shpould not have been allowed to breed, but you lot are my family now x

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Hey Petal, gentle hugs.

Was a victim of sexual abuse and torture as a teen at hands of male parent, I call him the "ogre" - Thankfully he died a few years ago - but nightmares continue. He served just 6 months - shorter than the 18 months of hell he put me through - yet I'm the one sentenced to life with Mr Fibro and PTSD.

Love,

Carol xx

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I wrote localng article on abuse wish I could post it on here it helped me cope with memories of beatings and being kicked locked in dark cupboards and being used as a. Child prostitute I am told all that trauma and the Zimbabwe militia abuse have started my fibro. If you want to message me I would be happy to let you rant either by mail or phone keep smiling even if you are sad it confuses Mr fibro and acRes the devil. Petal

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Paradise. the world of abuse must not win like I said before if I make one person. Smile or feel a little better my life is worth living. I have dark days too lol but fight hard to dispel them when you are down the only is not Essex its to look up and out. Lol petal