I Have Been There... (poem) by Linda Settles Zebsokey on AuthorsDen

I Have Been There...
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I won't forget what it was like to be an abused child--and I refuse to let the abuse make a victim out of me. I have been there..and I will not forget. I will reach back into the shadows and offer a hand to others who linger still in the pain of their past.
I have been there... Can I forget-now that I’m free The hopelessness – the destiny Of darkness that pervades The secrecy of home; That hiding so efficiently Devours the life of little ones Who have no place to go? Day follows day into the night And none can estimate the plight Of stricken faces pressed in pillows Knowing, yet denying, Sorrows that the night can hold. Cover me! Let no one see Death devouring dignity! The child is left alone. © Linda settles www.RedeemingOurTreasures.com

Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed on October 23, 2008

Striking and profound composition... "I Have Been There..." rings the bells of Justice.

In respect,

Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU

Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)

Reviewed on October 5, 2008

You will be strong in your faith and others will gain strength from yours.
Writing frees oneself from inner pain.
CarolHawks

Reviewed by Joanna Leone

Reviewed on September 30, 2008

You have endured so much sorrow and inflicted with pain, yet your poems reflect your strenght and determination. You are a special gift, and many people who have been abused will learn a lot from you.

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on July 20, 2008

This poem is riveting. Well done!
I was also abused as a child and I had to learn to rise above it. My past still comes back to haunt me and I have to fight off the demons of darkness. Still, we must be thankful to God for having a chance to rise above it all and prosper.

Reviewed by Emile Tubiana

Reviewed on July 18, 2008

Dear Linda, what a great discovery I made today,when I stopped at your Den by chance. Only those who have been there understand, what other don't.My mom never went to school and what I learned from her no university could offer. The secret is Love in its real meaning. I will be happy to have your visit in my Den. Love to all of you. Emile

Reviewed by Lois Christensen

Reviewed on July 9, 2008

Sorry you were abused, but help was given you and this will get to others to let them know they are not alone either.

Reviewed by Eileen Granfors

Well written, Linda. You will help many who know your pain. Eileen