I can relate....BIG time! And I'm so glad you have the courage to share your experience. I think many of us slip into denial and THINK we had great childhoods when we didn't really. You are facing yours and this is a good healing thing. I hope you keep writing it out. . . Please read my poem "Child I Used to Be" and let me know if it touches a cord.

A very deep and powerful poem.I can feel the pain and emotion in it,take care

Edwin

Very thought provoking and real poetry. My life too has no been a bed of roses. My heart goes out to the one this poem sings about...but in this poem...the young girl..now woman...must realize that life is full of lessons and experiences..although...some of no consequence of our own...are merely events to make us stronger, wiser, more compassionate of others and solid teachers in life. May the lessons make you rich and able to give to the world more love...always remembering to reach out and help another soul.

There are so many tragic events that pass through the lives of many, yours gives us the reality of truth from the perpective of exposure to heal one's own heart and soul. We can only reflect without actually feeling but with emotion of mind, respectfully your strength is your character that has brought you to be able to express and accept the past.

Art Sun...

Lulu, this piece really give a sense a childhood scar that's pretty deep. Someone needs to tell that child that they were not the cause of that situation and to tell the adult to stop picking that scab on that scar. Childhood is so precious, as a child you just don't understand a of things and see yourself as the cause rather than the victim. As an adult you're bitter to learn that you were a victim but a healing process is in order. It time to have your second childhood, go play. This is painful anf powerful, I know the whole story has yet to be told and I'm sure that will be in one of your books, I looking forward to reading it.