"immy" poems
Little princess you've had a long day,
Running and laughing,keeping boredom at bay,
It's been lots of fun but now you must rest,
You need lots of sleep to look at your best.
So take off your play clothes and put on your nightie,
Then mam will come up and tuck you in tightly,
I'll read you a story and sing you a song,
And you'll be back in dreamland before very long.
There you're a princess and live in a castle,
You ride a pink bike with handlebar tassles,
You have a big bedroom and four poster bed,
With big fluffy pillows to tickle your head.
You own lots of toys and a furry white horse,
He lives in a stable,the biggest of course,
You feed him his dinner and off you both fly,
You shout "look at me nanny" as you fly by.
But now its the morning and time to get up,
We've got nanny to see and immy to beat up,
But the same time tonight once you've laid down,
I'll wait in our castle to give you a crown.
You're a princess in dreamland and always will be,
But even in the real world you're a princess to me.
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 7:32 AM UTC
Have you ever met Immy?
She's a beautiful kid
Blonde hair
Big blues
Stare up saying 'you'll love me'
Trust in her eyes, love in her heart
She needs protection, devotion, unconditional love
Immy sits and waits, she wonders what she's done wrong
Mummy doesn't get up when she's hungry, when her ear hurts and she can't sleep
When she needs a cuddle because she's cold and sad
Mummy doesn't brush her hair and do it up pretty
Mummy doesn't put her in pink shirts and frilly skirts
Mummy doesn't shield her when he hurts her every night.
Mummy had no sign of love in her eyes when she yells ugly words
Mummy has no love in her eyes when she's throwing things around the yard telling Immy to get the **** out and don't come back kid
Mummy isn't a mummy
So who will be?
Have you met Immy?
She just graduated high school
She worked harder than any kid her age would
Fought, kicked, escaped
She lived round those places til she got on her feet, dinner on the table, school everyday, vacuum your room
Responsible for herself she made it
She's a miracle
She's strength, courage
She made it out of the cycle
She overcame the inevitable, expected
Escaped the void
The hopelessness
She made it
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 7:38 AM UTC
Imogen, here's some advice
never give yourself to a boy
that doesn't love you like I do
never let any man convince you
to sacrifice what you have
because you want him to love you.
I did that, I forgot who I was
thought I was worthless
and now I know I am.
Baby sister, know that I'm sorry
for everything I did wrong
I made enemies, so many enemies
and work so hard now
to be the best I can, but it's not working
nobody wants me,
only Clara cares and I'm grateful
for her but so empty all the time.
So Immy don't do what I did
stay true to yourself
stay young, stay a kid,
stay sweet,
remember I love you more
than any boy ever will.
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 3:07 PM UTC