Hey everyone. Sorry I wasn't on. Rachael's death date passed and I have been a mess. So I'm back and with more stuff in mind. Expect to see some more pics,articles,and videos here. Now on to what I have written
Why Can't anyone here me?
Why can't anyone see me?
Is it because you can't face the truth that is in front of you?
Is it because you think I deserve it?
Don't you see the bruises that mark my body?
Don't you see the pain that is in my eyes?
Don't you hear my cries of pain every night?
Don't you hear her evil laughter as he hurts me?
Don't you understand that this is real?
Don't you understand that this is Happening to me?
When you saw me walk out the door, blood dried on my face and hair, what did you think happened?
Don't you wish you would of helped me?
Don't you wish you could have saved me from this hell?
Well I sure did and i still do now. I walk past you every single day, tear running down my face and you do nothing.
You may not hurt me like my father does, but your silence Kills me.
And it's true everyday we stay quiet, all we are basically doing is letting the child that is being abused die. It's basically like we're hurting them ourselves.We're hurting them with our silence
Why Can't anyone here me?
Why can't anyone see me?
Is it because you can't face the truth that is in front of you?
Is it because you think I deserve it?
Don't you see the bruises that mark my body?
Don't you see the pain that is in my eyes?
Don't you hear my cries of pain every night?
Don't you hear her evil laughter as he hurts me?
Don't you understand that this is real?
Don't you understand that this is Happening to me?
When you saw me walk out the door, blood dried on my face and hair, what did you think happened?
Don't you wish you would of helped me?
Don't you wish you could have saved me from this hell?
Well I sure did and i still do now. I walk past you every single day, tear running down my face and you do nothing.
You may not hurt me like my father does, but your silence Kills me.
And it's true everyday we stay quiet, all we are basically doing is letting the child that is being abused die. It's basically like we're hurting them ourselves.We're hurting them with our silence
Child abuse is emotional -- constantly blaming or putting down a child; excessive yelling, shaming.
Child abuse is sexual -- incest, any forced sexual activity, exposure to sexual stimulation not appropriate for the child's age.
Child abuse is neglect -- a pattern of failure to provide for the child's physical needs, such as food, clothing, shelter, and medical care; a pattern of failure to provide for the child's emotional needs, such as affection, attention, and supervision
My mask is slowly crumbling. It is getting harder and harder each day to pretend everything is ok. I know I have to wear a mask made of stone, but every stone cracks once in a while and mine is just beginning. And when my mask finally comes off, the truth will finally be here. But until that day, Until the day my mask falls off my face I will stay standing In the hallway of pain, right in between the doors of Love and Hate, waiting to see which door will open first. Not screaming. Not breathing. Just waiting. Waiting for the day that someone saves me. Saves me from another day of beating. Waiting for my mask to fall of my face. Waiting....