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A Child Of The Stars (LONG)

  In her eyes you couldn't see
all the things that used to be
the pain that stuck inside her soul
the dripping blood that ripped a hole
in her heart now cold and dead
from all the memories in her head
A hurt so deep she couldn't show
the world around her couldn't know
nights alone, the pillow red
from unheard tears that were bled
curled in a ball and holding tight
the only thing that kept her company at night
a little stuffed bear that soaked up her love
while she wished and prayed to the stars above 
 
"  Hear my cries of the night
if not before, please tonight
I know life isn't always fair
but all i ask is for someone to care
my mommies gone, and daddies home
I'm left here scared and all alone
i have to hurry up this plea
before daddy comes in and starts hitting me
The last time mommy said it wasn't so bad
just 15 stitches is all I had
If I hadn't made him angry and did what he said
I could of had the dogs leftovers instead
My tummy growling in so much pain
I just wanted a little taste of dinner I'd explain
Brother and sister eating dinner while i wait
hoping they'd leave leftovers on their plate
mommy said if I'm good i can have the rest
long as daddy didn't catch me and protest
Then back to work I must go
scrubbing the house from head to toe
If by a certain time i wasn't done
Daddy would threaten me with food for fun
it used to last days now months at most
I'm lucky now if i can sneak a crumb of toast
so I started stealing snacks from kids at school
Until i got caught breaking the rule
If they only knew i didn't want to steal
the agonizing pain in my tummy I'd feel
I couldn't think or focus at all during class
I was the kid in ragged clothes they liked to harass
I spent everyday alone but it was still my escape
from having to be home to face daddies mental rape
the endless list of chores, the games he'd play
How he'd torment me till i cried everyday
he'd laugh in satisfaction watching my tears
Like I meant nothing to him all these years
Like i was a mistake he wished was never there
He wasn't happy until my life i was begging he'd spare
Mommy doesn't try to stop him anymore
In fear he'd put me back in Emergency like before
"Just try to be good and do what he tells you
when daddy drinks he just does things he doesn't mean to
he loves you ya know and so do I"
then off to work mommy would go, kissing me good-bye
Life is unfair but I just don't understand
How mommy can stand by and watch this first hand
the pain that he inflicts, the scars and beating
the endless nights that I go without ever eating
I wanna believe mommy loves me but how can this be
that she can stand by and watch daddy do this to me
When my chores aren't done and time is up
Daddy would grab the Clorox and pour it in a cup
he'd slam it on the table and tell me to drink it
I'd beg and I'd plead with him, only to get hit
He'd hold me down and force my mouth open with a frown
While he grabbed the cup and forced the liquid down
I tried to hold my breath but choked instead
I struggled to breathe as my face turned red
My body jerking, panicking to gasp for air
Daddy watching for awhile with an evil glare
then slapped me on the back and out came a bubble
"Maybe this will teach you to stay out of trouble"
he'd remark, and then walk off to the fridge and grab another beer
I spend every night alone, when mommies gone in fear
daddies not usually so bad, long as mommies here
She used to be my hero, I knew I'd be safe by her side
Now I secretly wonder if mommy wishes I had died
So daddy and her wouldn't fight over me anymore
So they can be happy and go back to before
before i was born and ever was here
to make daddies life so miserable anytime I appear
Before, back when daddy used to love me
He'd sometimes let me sleep with him and mommy
Now He makes me sleep on the kitchen floor with Tommy
that's our dog, now he even ignores me
My brother and sister they even see
all the cruel things daddy does to me
but they are just as mean to me, when
daddy gets mad, afraid he'll do it to them
So they ignore me and pretend I'm not there
while off in the distance they laugh and stare
Please, if anyone's listening hear my cries
I just want to be loved and not despised
hear me tonight, if never before
I don't want to feel this pain anymore
Daddies coming down the stairs
Now I have to close my prayers
Just one thing before i go
that I want you to know
If at some point i have to die
please don't let mommy cry
let them know i loved them so
that I forgive them, I just had to go  "
 
  The stars looking down from up on high
they heard her plea they heard her cry
In her eyes they saw the tears
all the hurt and wasted years
They wiped the blood from her eyes
they pulled her close and held her tight
For what happened next was quite a sight
A little girls wish came true that night 

Author notes

This story/poem was actually inspired by true story, by a book called "A Child Called It". However, It's not exactly the same, I made my own touch to it. I really didn't plan on writing this, it kind of just came out of no where in an effort to write something new. I know the ending kind of stopped a little abruptly and just might leave the reader left wondering, or not. I left it that way on purpose so the reader can make the call on how they think it ended. This was really tough to write, with rhyme and all, but hopefully you don't think its too bad. I personally like how it turned out but I could use any suggestions IF you think it would help the story fit better but not just to be cruel. Positive critisism is fine with me, but make sure to leave suggestions and not just rip it apart if you don't like it.
Written September 2nd, 2005


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  • Red Rose of Light
    July 12, 2007
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    this was really good I felt so bad for her this had alot of heart. good job


  • Xxthe angry gothxX
    July 12, 2007

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    Now, this is what I call a poem!

    Okay, I forgot at what point I truly started to cry. This poem made me think of my abusive father that gave me a suicide attpet to and want to die. What a painful poem to read. It didn't seem too long though. That was truly beauiful. Good luck withyour contests that you entered it in. Truly beatuiful work;amazing. I haven't read one so empowering in a while. Thank you.


  • NickBlaze
    August 21, 2006
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    I read that book, "A Child Called It", and this poem was written far better than the book.


  • grannyeri gold member
    January 11, 2006
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    Congratulations on this silver winning poem.


  • Tarja
    December 8, 2005
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    i love that story... made me feel better about shit i was going through.

  • No way out
    October 1, 2005
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    Amazingly done

    WOW.. Im speahless, the rhymes are so perfect. personaly i love poems with rhymes, but this ones is one of he most amazing poems i´ve ever read, the story is excellent, the background is beautiful .. wow i really like this poem, is so sad and deep, it was a long poem but defently worth the read, excellent job!.. keep it up!!


  • Not-The-Sun
    September 13, 2005
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    i think this is a great poem!!! the rhyming is perfect, and the story behind it is brilliant, i read the book A Child Called 'It' (and also The Lost Boy) and I can definitely see where you got the idea and what you changed and stuff. I really really like this. I'm at school right now, pretending to do chemistry homework. I'm trying to judge the contest, if moderators aren't doing so already. Anyway, fantastic job with this. It was long but worth the read. <33 *Jordan**

  • berecca
    September 11, 2005
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    ah wow!its lomg but i stayed intrested until the end,and i find it hard to do that at the best of times ,great story ,the beginning (blue) flows extreemly well,and then as it changes to the pink although copleetly diffrent form of writing it combines properly and fits in .i really enjoyed it,i am a fan of a beginning a middle and and end


  • after-dark
    September 2, 2005
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    very well written piece here. Your feeling you gave and the overall flow were rahter good all in all. Good job with this one.You wrote this one very well.. Good post!

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