My tears that flow from me leave me feeling so sad and in despair
My tears are a sad reflection of my life in childhood and I do not want people to see what all of this does do to me.

My tears when I remember back make me feel so black my tears I wonder will they ever stop they bring the nightmares all back Oh!! what a sorry state I am in at times wishing for happiness instead of tears a constant reminder of my many sad years in your so called "loving care".

My tears leave me feeling so sad I do wish I had my Mum or Dad to extend a warm comforting hand just to hold me tight and tell me that every thing will be alright.
Oh how I miss my Mum and Dad I wish they were here so that I could tell them all about all of my fears.

I wish I could talk to my Mum or Dad and tell them what did occur in those godforsaken homes behind those big closed doors.

So many broken hearts of all us former children who were abused those monster's of nun's did leave when they just reaked havoc inside of those big walls and doors and no questions ever asked at all

WHY? WAS THIS ALLOWED TO CARRY ON FOR YEARS AND YEARS THAT IS MY QUESTION TO YOU NAZARETH HOUSE NUNS/PRIESTS/WHOEVER WHY DID YOU NEVER SEE? JUST WHY?

My tears keep falling from me I wonder if things will ever be right for me. An apology may help to begin to heal my hurt and broken heart for what you Nazareth house nuns did do to me I can NEVER ever forgive you

 I DO REALLY HATE YOU FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE.

Did you NEVER see my many tears as you kept coming at me again and again. I keep racking my brain to try to justify what did occur in those homes about what you did do to me but I just can't, nothing justifies what you put me through NOTHING no matter how hard I do try NOTHING.

You Nazareth House nuns did really HURT ME with your constant remarks to me about my Mum and Dad even now it has left it's marks and scars on me what you constantly told me growing up with you.

YOU DID REALLY HURT ME DEEP INSIDE

and I seem to have trouble shaking all of this off, buried deep within me.

My tears are a sorry state of affairs, reflection's of my life in your so called

"loving care"...

Oh how I wish sincerely I could be repaired with my terrible life in there with you Nazareth house nuns.

I really want to forget and begin to heal but they are all so real my constant reminder's of you and your brutality to me...

I JUST ASK YOU DID I REALLY

DESERVE ANY OF THAT?

WELL DID I?.

What on earth could I have done that was just so wrong to justify your actions to me horrendous that's what they be

WHY DON'T YOU SEE WHY?.

JUST WHY DO YOU NOT

LISTEN TO ME WHY?

OH! WHY?...