Street Journal - poem from Beth

Beth, 15 years old from Honduras has written the following poem

in the darkness
alone filled w/ pain and scars from everyday
caused w/ forcness
caused w/ sorrow and filled w/ enemies
every night filled w/ so much so much that I cant explain

feeling dirty, feeling filthy
feeling so much that even afraid to show my face
even to show my face to the daily man
even to look at myself in the mirror

that mirror reflects so much about me
the scars hiddin beneath a smile
the misery hiddin inside covered by a joint, a blunt, heroine
the make-up hiding da bruised eyes the hickys the scratches

my heart bleeding w/ tears
the tears of a women not knowing how to get out of this hell
that only brings memories every night
every time someone starts to touch the body

what can i do?
Lord help me!
I've sinned
but I'm so sorry!

Save me from the sorrow
save me from the pain
heel my scars
and tell them goodbye

Love me for who i am
accept me for who is me
cant you see im lost?
and need ur arms around me!

hold me forever
don't let me go
keep me forever
and love more

lead me to the path of happiness
lead me to your foot steps
lead me to no pain
and take care of me everyday

i wanna get out of this!
i wanna get lead to the good steps!
take me w/ u, MY LORD
TAKE ME W/ u my CHRIST

for i need you w/ me
so i let myself be put in you hands

Another poem from Beth

well i made this poem for a friend
since shes been hurt more than anyone
she my age and maybe you'll like this poem

a little feed back plz and it will be great

hopefully you understand it!


whats to say
ask away
tell me the things in your mind
and ill give you the responds of this heart.
not so long ago
yet so young
fell in love
and fell apart.
left my heart heal
from this terribel flaw
let it rest in memories
and left it all to the past.
i left eevrything behind
letting my self remember small
letting my mind fly
and thinking of life.
asking more questions
then a 3 yr old
and answering the unexplainable
that makes no sense in it all!
why is it that it hurts?
a little thorn inside my heart
when all i see is that
i hurt myself inside.
was it the past?
is it the future?
will it happen once more?
i dont know!
im young
and fell in love.
and fell apart
and felt that the world
was coming to an end
but it helped me understand
that its part of life
to be hurt and heal
like a mutant
but yet get hurt again
and learn from it again
and do the same again
sounds easy?! not to much
become so hurt
you give it all
and lastly you come into
giving up!
yeah im young
you say i learn
learn to do the same
and never love again!
im just human......
not a toy.......
wanting a man
for me to enjoy.........
not a boy.........
but someone....
that will make me belive
in this
word that makes no sense........
and this feeling that hurts more
then a kick in the rear end.......
LOVE! whats that again!
what made me stop to belive!
and drowned myself in memories!

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