Flooded by the scars he
cries a little boy drowns
in a sea of pain all alone. The innocence
of
his youth reaches out,
but no one is there
to grab his hand; there are
no open ears
listening to understand and no one hears the drumbeats
of a
heart thumping and desperately calling
for just one person to stop the
tears
from falling.
Silenced by abandonment he
orchestrates
the song of a little boy lost—somewhere
out there
he is
on his own trying to find himself a home
where the lacerations of his mind
can heal
and the numbness of love can once
again feel.
Abused and emotionally used
he shields
himself from the horror behind a life filled with rage
and
wonders why he was brought
into this world. Tight to the night he
holds
a prayer to be saved;
he wishes to be
seen
inside his own dream where a child
can escape the wild and just be a
child. He wishes for a place
where his growth no long bleeds from verbal
whippings
and the heavy handed slap of neglect. His loneliness
whispers
for someone to find his voice
for the internal sadness is
not his choice.
Ten years of age suffers in silence
because as the world
sleeps
a little boy weeps.
© 2012
Tarringo T.
Vaughan
Blessings....xo
ReplyDeleteThank yu Janet
DeleteTarringo I love this poem. I wanted to read it again. You have touched the core of this boys pain. The ending is a striking message, Peace N Love Continue to share your heart & pen. Blessings to you ♥
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