Poems about abuse

The Silent Child
she sits alone in her room
and wipes away her tears
Hiding beneath the covers
so no one else hears-
She wraps them tight around her
to shut out all her pain.
Praying if there is a God
to make her safe again.
She snuggles deep into her bed
holding the covers tight.
Cuddling her little teddy bear
she leaves on the light.
She waits for the assurance
that all has gone to bed
Then Settles into slumber
so she can dream instead.
She wakes at the sound of footsteps
walking down the hall
Then he stops outside her door
She shivers with her childlike fear
as she starts to cry.
Knowing what he has come here for
though she doesn't know why.
He tells her she is special
that she's his little girl.
As he pulls back the covers
into her silent world
He says that it's their secret
the special game they play
For no one else would understand
they'd just take him away.
She lay there in silence
with her clothes on the floor
Trying not to think of it
as the tears slowly fall
She hears the clock ticking
as her mind drifts away
Her teddy bear beside her
where he also lay.
She wonders why he comes to her
in the middle of the night.
When he should be with mommy
holding her so tight.
She listens to him tell her
that she will be the one to blame
If anyone discovers
their secret little game
She pulls up the covers
as he rises from her bed.
Tweaking at her little nose
and kissing her forehead
She watched as he dresses
as he tells her once again.
This is their little secret;
she must not say a thing.
She watches as he leaves her room
and closes the door.
And listens for his footsteps
walking back down the hall.
Then she cuddles up to teddy
and cries her silent tears.
Beneath her soiled covers
so no one else can hear.
As she lay there in silence
with her tear filled eyes
Each time that he comes to her
a part of her dies.
So she curls up in her bed
and hugs her teddy tight.
And prays that he will never
come to her at night.
Christina March 29, 2001