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This page is dedicated to poetry about abuse

The poems on this page have all been contributed by Natalie McDonnell (nee Price), herself a survivor of abuse.
In her poetry, she expresses the pain of abuse and her release from that abuse.
Through her poetry, she endeavours to encourage victims to seek the great help she has found in Christ.
Natalie,  may be contacted through this web site by using the CONTACT form.

Natalie's poems have now been broken up into multiple pages so as to reduce the size of each page.
Each page will now contain a maximum of 20 poems.
You can move from page to page by clicking on the page links to the left.

UNWANTED CHILD

Unwanted child, a look of despair
The tears just flow, no love, no care
I look upon this sad little face
My heart goes out, I want to embrace
His face hangs low, hides a blow to his head
This poor little child, wishes he was dead
All he has ever had, was a kick and a shove
He has no understanding of the word, true love
Many children suffer this kind of abuse
Don’t turn your head, and think what’s the use
Help is there if people are prepared
To take the time and make others aware
We can make a difference, by giving our support
By showing that we care and make sure that we report
Each child is a blessing, no matter where they’re from
They all need our love and a place to belong

© Natalie Price February 2009
A MOTHER’S CRY

My new born baby, my precious child
I have waited so long, it’s be awhile
Nine months of nurturing in my womb
This beautiful baby, like a flower in bloom
Years have gone by, with loving care
Why does life have to be so unfair?
My beautiful child, has turn to a life full of sin
Where did I go wrong, where do I begin?
Alcohol and drugs, rule my child’s life
All that is left is suffering and strife
Swearing and cursing is all I hear
Now I live in constant fear
I pray for the day, when he changes his ways
Please God help him and teach him to obey
My heart cries out in anguish for my child
The darkness surrounds him
He continues to be wild
Let him go devil, you are so vile
Peace in his heart is what I pray for
Show him your light that opens the door
Stop his nightmare, forevermore

© Natalie Price February 2009

ABORTED CHILD

The silent scream of an unborn child
Being aborted, this is so vile
Believe me the fetus feels the pain
Denying this is more to our shame
The fetus does not expel in one go
Part by part the procedure is slow
A suction instrument is used for this job
The babies life has just be robbed
You think you can put this out of your mind
Oh no you can’t, its such a crime
The years don’t wipe out the memory of it all
It haunts your dreams, it’s so cruel
Forgiving yourself is not so easy
The recall of it all makes you feel queasy
Thank God, for His mercy and His grace
Forgiveness is given, He takes the disgrace

© Natalie Price February 2009
GOD GAVE ME MY MIRACLE

Pregnancy should be a time of elation
A seed has be planted, a new creation
Alone I was and very depressed
The father didn't want to know, I was in a mess
Two other children, without their Dad
The same old story, it's so very sad
How can a parent act that way?
Leave his family, he didn't want to stay
Dumped and discarded like dirt under his feet
I felt so sick and found it hard to sleep
I thought of adoption, my head was in a spin
This terrible action, I just couldn't win
Mentally not coping, each day I would cry
Behind close doors, I just wanted to die
I cried my eyes out to my Lord
I need a miracle, my tears just poured
The Father smiled, that is my child
You'll have your miracle in a little while

© Natalie Price February 2009
WORTHY OF NOTHING

My husband, made me feel worthless
His treatment of me, was even less
Accusations, they were so untrue
A hell of a life of what I went through
Our House, was never like my own
He made that clear, I felt so alone
Each afternoon he would start to drink
I hated the smell, he really did stink
The more he drank; you could see it in his eyes
Blackness surrounded him, he was full of lies
Swearing and cursing, he carried on
When will it stop, it’s been so long
Each day that went by, I asked myself why
I lived in fear each afternoon
Boy did I hate the feeling of gloom
If I said a word, all hell would break loose
His hands around my neck, it felt like a noose
Out comes the knife, he threatened my life
I would run outside and go and hide
Praying to God, that he would die
Forgive me Lord for what I say
I go through this every day
Please God just take him away

© Natalie Price February 2009

LUST IS NOT LOVE

You’re driven by your hormones and not your heart
I feel so dirty, I feel like a tart
Laying naked on the bed,
This is so wrong, I’ve been mislead
You tell me things I want to hear
To have your way, you’re not sincere
Perverted in your sexual lust
I look at you in utter disgust
You say you love me, to make me feel good
The truth of it all, you never could
You’re never interested in what I do
All I ever hear is all about you
As far as your concern, I am always wrong
My flesh is weak, I am not that strong
All I want is love and affection
What you give me is like a dirty infection
This is not love; I know it in my heart
True love it pure and it never departs.

© Natalie Price February 2009
PRIDE GOT IN THE WAY

I was suffering deep inside
I refused all help, because of my pride
Sharing my sorrow, what will they think?
Suggest I need a doctor or even a shrink
Fighting and arguing day after day
What are they thinking, what would they say?
Neighbors would see, I just wanted to flee
Their eyes would watch me as I went up the street
I felt even worse, I started to weep
Hiding my eyes so no one could see
I hid myself behind a tree
The shame I felt, made me feel ill
I guess they thought I was a bit of dill
My abuse was a burden I didn’t want to share
Because I believed that nobody cared.

© Natalie Price February 2009
BULLYING THE WEAK

My little grandson, has cross eyes
He often comes home from school and cries
The kids at school can be so cruel
Teasing him, he feels like a fool
Sometimes he sits all alone
His face looks sad, he is on his own
Why are they so mean to me?
And call me nasty names
I try to be so nice to them
They won't let me play their games
At home he seeks attention
By doing naughty things
He gets so hard to handle
By going on one big binge 
The anger that he feels inside
It does not go away
The kids at school who bully him
Make him feel this way
It broke my heart to hear him say
Why did God create me this way?
I told him he was special                   
God has a little plan
To teach him many things
Before he becomes a man
Sometimes we have to suffer
To be able to understand
Bullying abuse can hurt real deep
Affects your confidence,
And makes you weak

© Natalie Price February 2009
GUILT AND SHAME I TOOK MY BLAME

Years of suffering in my darkest hours
My mind twisted by Satan’s power
The evilness that had entered my being
Stopped my conscience from ever seeing
Abused by those, I thought that loved me
I felt so numb, where could I flee?
My burdens were heavy, please can’t you see
Many times I pleaded, but nobody wanted to hear
Maybe they were scared too, I really have no idea
Guilt and shame plague me, day and night
Powerless in my senses, my God this is not right
I would shut my door and go and hide
My heart was broken, I just cried
Haunted by my guilt and shame
Struggling; with my thoughts of blame.

© Natalie Price February 2009
THE YEARS HAVE TAKEN ITS TOLL

Plenty of friends, yet I feel so alone
Nearly everyday that goes by, is on my own
I do have family who I go and see
But at the end of the day there is still only me
My lack of confidence comes from years of abuse
Tormented by rejection; I think what’s the use
I hate being asked, what I’ve achieved
Feeling worthless as I do, I almost can’t breathe
Very embarrassed, because there is nothing to tell
A life of misery that was nothing but hell
Humiliated by my own lack of knowledge
I did try hard when I went to college
So many times I nearly gave up
I felt so miserable, almost corrupt
The way I was thinking was not good at all
So angry for being dumb, I felt so small
Not many people knew the misery I was in
I hid it so well, my face showed a grin
Never encouraged, when I was a child
All I did was rebel and go wild
I still feel I cannot integrate well
Sometimes I wish, I was fish in a shell
The years of abuse has taken it toll
Thank you Lord, now that you’re in control

© Natalie Price February 2009
MY SONS

My sons are two gorgeous looking young men
A few times their lives nearly came to an end
Abused by their father, both in different ways
They lost all hope and wanted to end their days
So depressed they couldn’t cope
For them, they could see they had no hope
These beautiful boys that I love so much
Felt unloved and so out of touch
They would not seek help, they lacked all trust
And couldn’t fit in, or adjust
Drugs and alcohol took over their lives
The horror of it all was no surprise
I spent many years with alcohol abuse
I knew the consequences of that use
Fear took over my life everyday
I wondered often if my kids were ok
My youngest boy was craving for attention
He slit his wrists, and ended up in detention
I prayed so often, and read God’s word
His promises don’t fail and I know He heard.

© Natalie Price February 2009
 
EMOTIONAL BULLYING

Sometimes I feel like screaming
Oh please God this cannot be real
Is this a nightmare or am I dreaming
He doesn’t care how I feel
Vicious names day after day
Always put down, no matter what I say
Nothing I do is good enough for you
Even when I’ve tried you make me cry
You accuse me of things that I’ve never done
I’ve lost all respect, this is no fun
You lie and cheat and you don’t think I know
I never thought anyone could sink that low
Crushed in my spirit, I hardly laugh
Please dear God, take away this wrath
Mentally exhausted, when will it end
This battle keeps going, I really need a friend

© Natalie Price February 2009
TAKE ACTION NOW

The expression, words can't hurt you in any way
That statement used is so wrong, this is what I say
Wicked words are like a curse
Spitefully used to make you feel worse
A bad word brings discouragement
A good word encouragement
Swearing shows no respect for anyone's ears
They think they're so impressive
I wish they would disappear
Users are abusers, you don't need them anymore
Get rid of them completely, right out the door
Don't put up with their physical blows
Go to the police, and have them exposed
Threats of violence is what they used
Fear and terror as they abused
If you're so frightened, to seek the help that you need
Your grief will prolong, your tormentor will go free
This is a criminal act, take action now
We don't need these types out on the prowl
It's a cowardly act, they are so foul

© Natalie Price February 2009

HARASSMENT

Harassed at work and at home
Why be so cruel, please leave me alone
How rude can you get, she had no respect
Each day I dreaded going to work
Distressed as I suffered the words of a jerk
I had no choice but to work with her
She felt she had power and used it to stir
I did my job well on the bus with the kids
She put her brakes on and I did the skids
The children were jolted in their seats
I almost fell over as she drove round the streets
We're suppose to work as a team
The handicap children, on the bus just screamed
I reported to the boss, all that she did
A waste of time, because she fibbed
It was her job to pick me up on the way
Most of the time that was ok
She picked on me as soon as I got on board
And slammed the brakes on, I landed on the floor
Abuse of this kind is really a crime
I left my job, I felt I was robbed
With my confidence gone, all I did was sob

© Natalie Price February 2009

MY HEART, I GAVE TO MY LORD

The years of suffering have taken their toll
But now I am positive and have a goal
Life goes on and I want to achieve
I had too many lost years
And too many to grieve
Time heals, the pain subsides
I live in peace and no longer hide
Happiness I thought was so far from my reach
A dream come true, I now live near the beach
Each day I go out for my lovely long walk
No longer afraid of being stalked
People smile and say good day
I’m so happy now, I’m on my way
The secret of my wonderful joy
I gave my heart to my Lord
The best thing I’ve ever done
He gave me my life, the battle is won

© Natalie Price March 2009
MY PRAYER, THIS IS FOR ALL OF YOU

Oh Mighty Father of heaven of earth
Help these victims, get back their worth
Reveal to them your wonderful power
To destroy the evilness, that has turned so sour
Bury the bitterness, the hurt and the shame
Replace it with, your glorious name
The suffering endured, has been so wrong
As they stand to their feet, please make them strong
Show them the path, your guiding light
Walk with them each day and night
Get rid of the venom, which destroyed their trust
Burn it with fire, until it is dust
Spread out your wings, healing their wounds
Pick up the pieces that are in ruins
Teach them forgiveness, so they can forgive
And forgive their sins, so they can live
Release them from their life of despair
Give them hope, so they know that you care
They’re a special part of your creation
Through your Son, they have their Salvation

© Natalie Price March 2009

THE LORD, HE RESTORES

The enemy destroys, the Lord He restores
Jesus smiled, and opens the doors
He brought me through one by one
Each hurdle I crossed, the battle was won
Sometimes I marvel at what God has done
My life was a mess, but now it’s fun
Hope is there, He hears your cries
He wipes the tears away from your eyes
The scars that were left, have disappeared
My Lord, He took away my fear
This darkness that surrounded me
Has been replace by His light
I’m now on the right road, to my delight
The word of God tells us, we belong to Him
No matter what I’ve been through
He has taken away my sin
I never thought my faith would grow
Oh Lord I was wrong, but now I know
A new creation I have become
Believing in You, my life has begun

© Natalie Price March 2009

HIS REFUGE

Take shelter under the shadow of the Almighty
The Lord does not take anything lightly
He wants to protect and care for you
All you have to do is asked Him too
You can reverse the curse, put Jesus first
Your heart will change, you will no longer thirst
Seek His help now, He will always listen
Believe in Him and become a Christian
He always answers, all of our prayers
His promises are true, as His word declares
God is our refuge, our deliverer, our strength
He will walk with us, as we tread the extra length
He is our shield, our weapon of defense
The victory has been won, he ended the offense
I’ve been cleansed so clean, as white as snow
The devil has been defeated, in his hell below.
My Lord, you gave your life for me
Your love and peace has set me free

© Natalie Price March 2009

ABUSED AND ACCUSED
JESUS IS HIS NAME


A crown of thorns, stuck on His head
His heart is breaking, as He was led
They whipped and gashed His flesh till it hung
He walked the path we should have been on
Drops of blood fell of His brow
The blood just flowed, no use of a towel
Mocked and spat on, it would make you ill
It’s hard to imagine this was God’s will
He took our pain, shame and suffering, on the cross
For me and for you, the accused and the lost
Sinless in His own life without a crime
He gave His life instead of mine
Nailed to the cross in agony of pain
Forgiving all, He took our blame
Upon Himself, He took our sin
He invited us all, to believe in Him.

© Natalie Price March 2009




FEAR NOT, THE LORD IS WITH THEE

Fear not for the Lord will destroy your enemies
Their tongues are full profanity
As they speak out all their blasphemies
God will saved you from their wickedness
And take away all your bitterness
I know from my own experience
The devil attacks at his convenience
He strikes you when your heart is weak
A cowardly assault, he is a freak
The Lord, He gave me strength to fight
His shield of protection that shone so bright
Through my suffering, I’ve learnt compassion
I’ve drawn closer to God and I love with a passion
Believe me; I tried to do things my own way
But it didn’t work, I went astray
When you’ve done what you can and all else fails
Remember Jesus, the cross and the nails
His blood  was poured out, to make you well

© Natalie Price March 2009