Too Young To Know Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Too Young To Know



A rose by any other name wouldn't bear the pain of a life-
time within such a fragile framework, an abusive husband,
tantamount to a dictator, yet should have been loving,
compassionate, caring to such a gentle woman.

Twenty nine years of living in hell with no escape, trap-
ing herself and all six children in a solitary cell called
marriage, a husband cementing a child's past with her future.

Not wanted, nor loved, illegitimate, according to her so-
called mother, not worthy of love, wanting to be loved for
herself, a gentle child, scorned by her mother.

Scarred for life, not knowing until age sixteen who her
mother was, calling her Grandmother, because she had no clue
she was in reality her mother.

How horrendously inhumane to find out at such a young age,
when being a teenager, shaking her to the core of her being,
even now as she shakes with the memory of it.

Always trying to be noticed, a good-hearted child, never
paid attention to unless she rebelled or went against the
church, questioning everything, even God.

A life no one should have to endure, especially an innocent
child who had done no wrong, paying with her life and free-
dom when grown, to an abusive husband.

Not realizing she deserved so much more than what she was
used to and felt comfortable with, an intelligent woman,
graced with a personality full of life and strength.

An inspiration to others, yet can't inspire herself to
write a best selling novel, even though she has the entire
book within her mind.

A sadness felt within for her, praying she would take help
to write that she has asked for, yet as the window of
opportunity wans, gets smaller, nothing seems to phase her.

Stuck in her emotional turmoil, afraid of failing and even
more afraid of succeeding, feeling she deserves nothing in
life and is afraid to unfold herself from it, as it's all
she's ever known through the years.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired by someone I knew having had this happen to her. She's a really great and wonderful person, but stuck in the emotional hell
of an abusive life. There are many women just like her and I've met others also.
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