Tuesday, November 27, 2007

"I have to pray!"

, he screamed. today would not be a good day.

i am so utterly heartbroken for my kids.

for those of you who have seen me in the last couple months [face to face]

i am full of stories. i work with behaviorally challenged kids [understatement of the century]. they're the kids that slap their principals, make bomb threats and put their fists through glass windows. yes, i tell LOTS of stories. they never end because they never stop doing shit. and every now and again we have to make restraints. you know take a kid down for fear of harming himself or other people...usually other people. i HATE it. no one takes pleasure in it...it traumatizes them. it re-traumatizes them. they have flashbacks of god knows what physical and sexual abuse and its traumatic for all of us to witness. it is often the closest we get to their real life horror.

it hit me today. as much as this boy is a liar and a pervert. he's also a boy-a hurt boy and i love him.

2 comments:

Schumes said...

Haha I liked your steps to getting over something (or someone). As for why I rarely post new poetry:
I write poetry in phases. And lately, I have hardly written anything, tho I did just start a few poems. So I guess to summarize, I have written zero poetry lately worth reading. Looking forward to the Deece as well; I think the latest status on the Vynckt is "probable" but it seems to the roster is growing daily. Haha hopefully that won't mean 20 people crashing at the house!

Schumes said...

I'm going to post a new poem soon. Just for you, haha.