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I must have cried a river
in
these long and lonely years
Suppressing all my feelings
my
heartaches and my fears
Scared to tell my secret
afraid
to tell my tale
Threatened and misguided
my
future looking pale
And then I got the courage
somewhere in my soul
My best friend I confided in
my
secret have I told
This is my new beginning
and I
am going to try
To keep forever healing
until
the day I die
I suffered in my silence
I
suffered in my hell
Until I got the courage
and my
secret I did tell
Yes I cried a river
in those
long and lonely years
So much hurt and heartache
and
oh so many tears...
Copyright © 1999 Island Princess...All Rights Reserved
The Silent
Problem
Please report
any child abuse here
Please click on the tear to take you to the RAINN site This tear will
take you to NNCC
The Survivors Foundation is behind this lonely tear
Many useful and informative links are brought to you with this tear ************
This tear will take you to my page "And Jesus Wept" A poem of healing ************
Often children do not tell anyone about sexual abuse because
they:
are too young to put what has happened into words
were threatened or bribed by the abuser to keep the abuse a
secret
feel confused by the attention and feelings accompanying the
abuse
are afraid no one will believe them
blame themselves or believe the abuse is punishment for being
"bad"
feel too ashamed or embarrassed to tell
worry about getting into trouble or getting a loved one into
trouble
Silence enables sexual abuse to continue. Silence protects sexual
offenders and hurts children who are being abused. Sexual abuse
is an extremely difficult and damaging experience. Today there
are many resources to help victims and their families. Children
no longer need to suffer in silence.
I know how hard it is for a child to come forward and report
being abused. I have had to live with it for over 10 years. I was
always taught to respect and trust family and friends. I was told
I was a beautiful little flower and I needed to be shown how a
woman should be treated. How a beautiful flower needed to be held
and caressed. But I was neither, I was just a Little
Girl with a little girls mind and a little girls
trust. I was threatened with my life and the harm of my family if
I told. I was threatened with the same thing happening to my
little sister if I told. I have suffered and cried in silence far
too long. Until just recently was I able to admit of this
horrific chapter in my life. I am still not able to talk about it
much but felt until I can openly tell all it was still my duty
and responsibility to address this life changing and never
forgotten hell.
I have found several wonderful links that deal with this issue
much more professionally then I could ever attempt. Please make
the short time it takes to visit these links and read or support
this cause. We ALL need to make it our
business to protect and care for our young. It is even more of a
responsibility to report and turn in any child molester. If you
know and do nothing it is as if you as guilty as the offender.






Abuse against ALL women must be
recognized
************
If beauty was a
flower,
and I saw a field of those,
They would all be dandelions,
and you would be a rose.
And people would come from miles around
your loveliness to see,
And they could pick the dandelions,
but the rose belongs to me!

All the races and tribes in the world
are like the different colored flowers of one meadow.
~~All Are Beautiful~~
As children of the creator they must be respected.
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