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Born to Be Neglected

Parents Evil, killed the child

By Marie381Uk Published 7 months ago 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025

Born to Be Neglected

Born with no welcome no reaching arms

no lullaby breath no safety alarms

just silence thicker than sleep at dawn

a crib that never felt love put on

Eyes wide open but never met

the gaze that says I won’t forget

a name not whispered a cheek not kissed

a soul on earth but barely missed

Bruises bloom where touch should soothe

the bottle thrown the lie the truth

walls too thin to hold a cry

a child begs quietly to die

Each meal withheld a kind of war

each step toward the locked front door

a lesson in being too much to keep

a burden laid where love should sleep

He made no sound when sirens came

his world already lost to flame

a toy beside him one last friend

no bedtime tale no means to mend

Now metal closes round their hands

no court can fully understand

what damage lives beneath the skin

when cruelty is all that’s been

Some children bloom despite the fire

but he was born to no desire

no one taught him how to live

and no one stayed with love to give

So write his name in quiet stone

a child the world left all alone

unloved unwanted not set free

born to be neglected

buried quietly

Parents jailed for life for his murder

no bargain struck no plea no further

their silence cracked beneath the weight

of truth too monstrous to translate

Now cold walls hold what once ran wild

but cannot bring back that child

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About the Creator

Marie381Uk

I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

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  • Amy7 months ago

    Heartbreaking 💔

  • Mark Graham7 months ago

    What a sad yet poignant poem on what happens now in family life at times. Good job.

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