*For all the children who lived through the horror of molestation, and all those who still suffer in silence, this is for you...
Tuck me in and say goodnight
and everything will be alright
and all the pain can wait another
day
Close my door a little bit
and keep my snoopy nightlight lit
and I will tell myself that it’s
ok
If I wake, I don’t much care
The day renews the old nightmare
and sleep’s the only freedom
that I know
A sunny smile cannot hide
the emptiness I feel inside
The sadness that I pray they’ll
never know
I miss the childhood that I've lost
Those scars came at an awful cost
There’s no one to confide my
deepest fears
I am so tired and broken down
The world goes by without a sound
I feel much older than my seven
years...
painfull write...scars of mind and body effect the way we view the world...and the belief in oneself worth