A Child Was Hurt Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

i child was hurt and i cry for her now, because i knew someone the same. I love this poem, it is so sad, how you knew it was wrong and wanted it to stop, acted like it was a game but he carried on.... Powerful words. I advise you read the book 'Our dirty secret' it's about a girl who was raped also and her journey. My heart reaches out to you. My powerful poetess friend, your pain outshines my own and i look at yours and wonder 'what have i really to feel sad about? ' I love it. thankyou for allowing me to read that part of your heart. Face without a name

i am soory for what happen to you this is a deep poems sad very sad almost made me cry

So many of us have been abused, damaged, and changed forever from what we might have been. I was never raped, but sexually abused in other ways, viciously beaten, and mentally scarred. Recovery has taken a lifetime (I'm old enough to be your Grandmother!) and a lot of grinding work. But through the help of God working through wonderful people, good medicine (I still take Prozac every day) , and learning to forgive, I feel whole. God bless you dear, on this long, painful journey to find the happy and authentic YOU!

I was also abused as a child. therefore i know how you feel