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Last night, as you slept,
I heard the little boy crying again.
The one that hides, curled up,
Inside in the man you’ve become.
In his shivers I feel his bruises and welts;
In his tears I taste the fear of
Forceful hands, and the knowledge
Of who came through the door to
That small, dark room.
Years later, he won’t let you rest unless
You lie facing the door, the duvet
Over your ears, blocking out it all.
You look over your shoulder wherever
You walk, hoping they won’t catch up,
Hoping they don’t smell your fear.
What disturbs me most is how deeply
I’ve come to care for you both:
The boy who cries in the night,
And the man who pretends he can’t
Hear him.
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The Boy

Contributed by AstraLee on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 08:41:23 AM in AEST
Topic: Grief

Last night, as you slept,
I heard the little boy crying again.
The one that hides, curled up,
Inside in the man you’ve become.
In his shivers I feel his bruises and welts;
In his tears I taste the fear of
Forceful hands, and the knowledge
Of who came through the door to
That small, dark room.
Years later, he won’t let you rest unless
You lie facing the door, the duvet
Over your ears, blocking out it all.
You look over your shoulder wherever
You walk, hoping they won’t catch up,
Hoping they don’t smell your fear.
What disturbs me most is how deeply
I’ve come to care for you both:
The boy who cries in the night,
And the man who pretends he can’t
Hear him.

Copyright Â© AstraLee ... [ 2004-11-16 08:41:23]
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Re: The Boy (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 08:42:53 AM AEST
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wow that was sad, really deep. I hope this mans hurt will one day stop, so he can live his life and be happy,

takecare,
pixie xx

Re: The Boy (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 08:47:37 AM AEST
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Yes, sad, deep, and fascinating.
All the events that go into making us who we are...and always the child inside...still needing, wanting, growing.
Stitch

Re: The Boy (User Rating: 1 )
by sandy_poetrygodslove on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 09:10:17 AM AEST
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a beautiful of love for your husband. You look into him and see the little boy who had troubles and you see the man beside you still struggling.... thanks for sharing.. you know we can't take the past away until we open the door and see what was there and face it and come against it. then close the door forever and walk into the future holding God's hand.

Re: The Boy (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 16th November 2004 @ 09:36:46 AM AEST
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Awww a beautifully heart-wrenching poem. Truly moving. Written to perfection.

Take Care
- Becca

Re: The Boy (User Rating: 1 )
by ilovelillbj on Thursday, 6th April 2006 @ 11:10:20 AM AEST
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great poem, it's so thoughtfully written! well done... Sarah x

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