Little Girls Lost

valdeen shears
Posted December 3, 2019 from Trinidad and Tobago

 

She lives in and with regrets.

From looking for love to having him met.

The words would have fell off his lips smooth like butter.

Never mind he looked old enough to be her father.

In her mind...in his eyes... woman was she.

It's a pity...he no longer calls her "baby".

She lives in and with regrets, too much to bear.

Regrets that she can no longer choose to go or stay.

That she is as much a hostage to misguided love as she is to violence.

That he has forced her family away and at a distance.

The "Dutty Man" she once considered sexy, whose eyeball she wanted to be

She should have seen only as a father figure, close in age to her biological "Daddy".

She hides behind a smile and a flood of un-shed inner tears, holding in her fears.

Does anyone care?

Mammy, mommy, mother?

Wish I could truly say sorry...

Sorry for making you worry.

God has to take over now inno mammy

Cause  its no longer just about me.

The bruises will heal, the wounds made by words will scab over.

Mortal scars are left , though, on my soul, maybe forever...and ever.

My world has closed in to just the few he allows.

I want to speak out, but I know the feel of the blows.

He coming..

I have to smile.

My head..... and my heart's been hurting for quite awhile.

Fear keeps me here, as if I have grown roots.

The fear that he will one day..

Make good on his threats to shoot...

Oh God...help me now.

Wish I could warn my girlfriends on how...

How to be a little girl even when "big woman" feelings kick in.

How to see the wolf under the sheep clothing.

How to say yes I am a little girl...so stop, pause.

I refuse to be one of your..

Little Girls Lost.

 

#ISTANDWITHHER

 

 

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Karen QuiƱones-Axalan
Dec 03, 2019
Dec 03, 2019

Hello, dear Valdeen,

Thank you for writing this poem and sharing this with us. We stand with you!

Sinyuy Geraldine
Dec 03, 2019
Dec 03, 2019

Hello Valdeen, what a great poem. I understand that this poem is about child marriage and perhaps forced. The pain is actually too overwhelming as such a person has no courage to speak out. Yes, the best way to stop this is to raise awareness in other young girls so they won't fall prey. That is how the patriachal world operates, a very old man marries a very young girl, but if a woman should try and marry a very young boy, eye brows will be raised. I stand with you in this fight. Keep the pen flowing.

Anita Shrestha
Dec 04, 2019
Dec 04, 2019

Dear Sis
Really heart touching and nice poem, keep it up continue always

Jill Langhus
Dec 04, 2019
Dec 04, 2019

Hi Valdeen,

Wow! I can really feel your pain and frustration within the words of your deep poem, dear. Thanks for sharing your innermost feelings with us.

I hope you're doing well and having a good week!?

XX

Dec 04, 2019
Dec 04, 2019
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Wusufor
Dec 04, 2019
Dec 04, 2019

Dear Valdeen,
I for sure stand with you. #istandwithher. Thanks for sharing.
Hugs

Beth Lacey
Dec 05, 2019
Dec 05, 2019

Thanks for sharing this compelling poem

lizzymark
Dec 08, 2019
Dec 08, 2019

Beautiful piece Valdeen. Thanks for shearing and standing with her

Akshaya9
Dec 12, 2019
Dec 12, 2019

Hello Valdeen
Thank you dear for sharing this poem. Hope you doing fine :-)

Best Regards

Jane
Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019

So touching I could feel the tears burning my eyes, desperation for love blinds everyone and the love of a mother is what we all cry for it is painful if that motherly love is overlooked till it is too late and live to regret. Thanks for the touching poem.

Kadi_lokule
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019

A very powerful image of what happens to young girls and the inner battles the face. Thanks for sharing this poem