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CSA rips families to shreads and can cripple one's emotional well being.  With our babies, I found that anything "creative" their young minds could focus on was extremely benificial for their healing!  Our girls use art and dance as their "outlets"! 

 

The first poem on our special page was sent to me by a friend.  It touched my heart as I read the words.  I not only felt the pain of it's author, but also felt the guilt as I asked myself, "what kind of parent am I"....The author has graciously agreed to our posting it here on this website.  Anyone who has written or read a special poem feel free to send it in and we will post it here on this "special" page.

 

 

 

 


 

This is for the parents who have not gotten help for their child, even after repeating the sexual behavior with other children.  I haven't written poetry since high school and I was forced to then!  I don't know if this even qualifies as poetry.

 

"AGAIN" 

 

Written By:  Zoniemom4

What kind of parents are you?!
What kind of parents are you to trust your child with other children after he did it...again?
...and again
...and again
What kind of parents are you to punish him so harshley because he did it...again?
...and again
...and again
What kind of parents are you that you don't wonder why he did it...again?
...and again
...and again
What kind of parents are you to not seek help for your child after he did it...again?
...and again
...and again
What kind of parents are you to think you can handle this, keep it within the family, after he did it...again?
...and again
...and again
What kind of parents are you to put reputation and image above the mental health of your child after he does it...again
...and again
...and again
What kind of parents are you that you think he won't do it...again?
...and again
...and again
What kind of parents are you that you don't warn me?
HE DID IT AGAIN!
To "MY" Child!
And he'll do it...again
...and again
...and again
...and again
 
 
 This poem was written by a very special young lady!  Her expressions, I believe, represent those of so many her age...beautifully written!  Thank you to her mother "Debbie" for sharing them with us and thanks to Rachel for granting permission to share them with others.
 
"Untitled"
 
Written By: Rachel W...age 16
 
 
I heard your cries every night.
Your screams echos in my mind,
they haunt me.
Today in the newspaper they listed
you as "dead".
I couldn't believe it.
I just thought that if I ignored
it,
if i just drowned out the screams
it would just go away.
I thought only old people
died,
after all you were only 10 years old.
I sat next to you in homeroom,
you always kept your head down,
and hardly ever made eye contact.
I made it my personal goal to
make you smile.
When you finally did
I was so happy.
As time went on by I began to like
you and form a bond.
Your death hit me like a punch
to the stomach.
I visualize your face,
your smile,
heard your laughter.
Today I went to your funeral,
I saw your family and friends.
You would not belive how many people loved
you.

 

 

This poem was sent in by Lace, it's author unknown.

 

"Tears for the Children"

 

 Do not close your eyes to their suffering

 

You know what you have to do,

 

Do not turn away from this child's tears

 

Or the words they've not whispered to you.

 

 

 

Did you see the bruises they tried to hide

 

When you walked past them just today,

 

Or did you notice how nervous they seemed to be

 

When you asked if they were okay.

 

 

 

Did you sit and listen to their little screams

 

That came from the house next door

 

Did you hear them begging for their little lives

 

Or did you turn away like you did before.

 

 

 

Why do we allow these children to suffer or to die

 

When there's so much we could have done.

 

Why is it that all the tears that are shed,

 

Come to late to us for the innocent little one.

 

 

 

This poem was written by a mom who knows the pain "csa" brings...She's shown so much courage throughout her journey towards healing both herself and daughter! I appreciate having permission for us to post this most intimate part of her thoughts here on our special page...it truly is a privilege!..thanks Chili!

 

 

Innocent Triggers

 

I saw a baby girl today

All in pink-there she lay

I could not breath or even speak

Tears rolled quickly down my cheek

 

I ran away out through the door

I could hide the pain no more

My world was spinning round and round

My world was turning upside down

 

The tears dropped down and made a stain
But could not take away the pain
My mind went places I've tried to hide
But now no longer kept inside
 
All the things we've done and said
To keep our girl safe from the dread
Just didn't matter on those days
He chose to take her innocence away
 
His selfish reasons I can't understand
He chose to take her trusting hand
And betray her over and over again
Till the world she knew came to an end
 
I used to think my arms were wide
And kept her protected and safe inside
I'd hold her and love her and build a wall
That no evil could reach even 10 feet tall
But no one knew the cracks of trust
Could make the wall turn to dust
 
She's a beautiful, loving and caring girl
It's just not fair what he did to her
The nightmares are sad and so are the fears
They bring her and I to terrible tears
 
All I hear is her sad plea-
"Mommy, please don't leave me"
I didn't know then but I'm here now
We'll help her through this pain somehow
We'll love her and nurture her and in the end
Her soul and spirit will be strong again
 
 
Written by Chili