may art work and poem

My C.P.N asked me to do this pieces of work and poem . what ya think ? I found it hard than i though. i could not draw the stuff so i had to photo copy it in stead. talking is so easy and it over and done with no mark left. but doing this its open for every one to see. i also did a poem to go with it. but it left me feeling so low and in a little distress. iam writing this just to get it of my chest to see if it helps.

my childhood

This young girl kept from sight

crying into the middle of the night

she fears that others will sense the shame

but was this girl really too blame?

This little girl who was full of belief

could not from him seem to find relief

she feels so dirty with her clothes which are tore

when she is being flung on the bedroom floor

This broken child lost her innocence

At a very young age through a man’s deliberate rage.

I tried to get away from this.

I found a friend who I could trust

Then asked me to stay one night.

I said yes with delight.

But that night was so sad

The man who made me so so mad.

He tortured me with no care.

And told me not to share.

I got it at home as well with a friend

Will this torcher ever end?

I tried to tell my mum one-day.

Then to my surprise

She said now way.

While i was crying silent tears

My Nan was tucking into some beers

Why would no one come to my aid

day after day my happiness would fade

this went on for so so long

No one thought that this was wrong

this little girl that no one could save

she longed for her peaceful happy days.

thanks for taking the time out to read my work.

Em xxx