SHE WAS ONLY FIVE
SHE WAS ONLY FIVE by CRYSTAL BRADFORD
She Was Only Five
this poem was written by an unknown person...I am posting it for the truth that it holds and because I was asked to
She Was Only 5..this is sad!
Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic
Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound
Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure
A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking? "
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless piece of shit!
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
Police showed up
At the small little house
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead on the floor
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms
A child dies every day from child abuse.
And if you have an ounce of pity in you for Aurora (the little girl),
and you hate child abuse with a passion,
you will repost this and help out those abused children,
and let them know that someone cares for them.
It doesn't take that long only about 10 seconds
so please just do it.
:
she was only 5 and never loved ...
Here is another poem written by me about a child that is thrown into the care of foster parents that ends up killing her, please post this if you would like to show your support for stopping child abuse.
Thanks.
Dear Mommy and Daddy
http://protected-to-death-by-cps.memory-of.com/
Today when I came home from school I learned that you had gone to jail,
I was forced into a car by a scary dark haired smelly male,
nothing was explained to me as I sat there still and cried,
I just wanted to open the door to run away and hide,
we arrived at a house with a white picket fence and a dog house in the back,
when I went inside they striped my clothes and put them in a sack,
from there I went to shower and then straight upstairs to bed,
remembering all the comforting things that you both had often said.
In the next few days that followed I have nothing good to say,
I wasn't allowed to use the phone, walk outside or even play,
instead I was touched and beaten until all of me turned black and blue,
I was spit on and called names and did everything I was told to do,
several days went by and never once did anybody check,
or else they would have noticed all these rope burns around my neck,
and maybe then I could have went back home to my mommy and my dad,
instead of living in so much fear from these people who are always so mad.
Couple months had come and gone and I had forgotten how to smile,
my tummy growling constantly because I hadn't ate for a while,
I opened up my bedroom door and walked down to where they were,
and everything that happened at that moment was such a blur.
I think the first thing he did was slam my head into the floor,
after he hit me with his fist two times I couldn't feel much anymore,
the lady stood and watched nearby with her hands firm on her hips,
she wore a pair of blue jeans and her shirt matched the color of her lips,
they blamed me for ruining their once happy lives and eating all the food,
they said that it was all my fault that they were always in a bad mood,
after he was done he yelled for me to go up and go to bed,
and that was the first time I disobeyed, I had no choice I lay there dead.
Please refer to the link above and light a candle for these children.
SHE WAS ONLY FIVE by CRYSTAL BRADFORD
She Was Only Five
this poem was written by an unknown person...I am posting it for the truth that it holds and because I was asked to
She Was Only 5..this is sad!
Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic
Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound
Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure
A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"Please God, why is
My life always sinking? "
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
And the poor child was beaten
As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless piece of shit!
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
Police showed up
At the small little house
Then quickly barged in
Everything quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the little girl
Lying dead on the floor
It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms
A child dies every day from child abuse.
And if you have an ounce of pity in you for Aurora (the little girl),
and you hate child abuse with a passion,
you will repost this and help out those abused children,
and let them know that someone cares for them.
It doesn't take that long only about 10 seconds
so please just do it.
:
she was only 5 and never loved ...
Here is another poem written by me about a child that is thrown into the care of foster parents that ends up killing her, please post this if you would like to show your support for stopping child abuse.
Thanks.
Dear Mommy and Daddy
http://protected-to-death-by-cps.memory-of.com/
Today when I came home from school I learned that you had gone to jail,
I was forced into a car by a scary dark haired smelly male,
nothing was explained to me as I sat there still and cried,
I just wanted to open the door to run away and hide,
we arrived at a house with a white picket fence and a dog house in the back,
when I went inside they striped my clothes and put them in a sack,
from there I went to shower and then straight upstairs to bed,
remembering all the comforting things that you both had often said.
In the next few days that followed I have nothing good to say,
I wasn't allowed to use the phone, walk outside or even play,
instead I was touched and beaten until all of me turned black and blue,
I was spit on and called names and did everything I was told to do,
several days went by and never once did anybody check,
or else they would have noticed all these rope burns around my neck,
and maybe then I could have went back home to my mommy and my dad,
instead of living in so much fear from these people who are always so mad.
Couple months had come and gone and I had forgotten how to smile,
my tummy growling constantly because I hadn't ate for a while,
I opened up my bedroom door and walked down to where they were,
and everything that happened at that moment was such a blur.
I think the first thing he did was slam my head into the floor,
after he hit me with his fist two times I couldn't feel much anymore,
the lady stood and watched nearby with her hands firm on her hips,
she wore a pair of blue jeans and her shirt matched the color of her lips,
they blamed me for ruining their once happy lives and eating all the food,
they said that it was all my fault that they were always in a bad mood,
after he was done he yelled for me to go up and go to bed,
and that was the first time I disobeyed, I had no choice I lay there dead.
Please refer to the link above and light a candle for these children.
Author notes
please if you suspect a child is in danger do something before you read about their death on this site
http://protected-to-death-by-cps.memory-of.com/.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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The poem you wrote is so sad, and I've seen the one above it before and it makes me cry...

