Jessie Jeanine

Insecure… as a little girl. I love mommy and daddy, I silently cry As I shake and tremble throughout the night Always praying they will hold me tight. Naked images all around Sex in my home is something foul It makes a grown man big and proud To use his women and throw them around. […]

Growing up I was always told That I’d never amount to anything good. I was always treated like an object For others to abuse whenever they wanted. I wasn’t allowed to show any feelings These I had to learn to bury.

My name is Jenny I’m only four I cannot smile My eyes are sore. You’ll never know How much I cry So many beatings I wonder why. I can’t make mistakes This I have learned Or I am punished With 3rd degree burns. I must never be bad Or I’ll go hungry I must be […]