The yells keep me up at night
And the screams haunt meduring the day
I'm only 6 years old
But already I fear for my life.
He comes into my bedroom every night
I'm always unsure of what he might do
Why won't anyone make him stop?
Did I do something wrong?
I'm only a young girl
And I don't know what's going on
Every night is the same
After my mom's crying has stopped,
The footsteps begin
I try to go to sleep,
but like always, the fear keeps me up
Every night he comes into my bedroom
I never know what he is going to do
Will he bring the belt?
Or the bat again?
Maybe I'll get lucky and he'll just use his fists.
I hudle into a ball but he beats it out of me
Over and over
Till I'm sure something is broken
Why doesn't anyone help me?
Can't they hear my screams?
I cry out for my daddy,
But all there was,
was you.
Comments
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Wow
i can feel your emotions coming out of this...i hate child abuse..I'm strictly against it. one of my best friends is abused by his mother...and i now hate her with a burning passion...
this is such a sad poem. But a loveley poem too. great job <3
~ Maddie
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wretchid depth
this is the unfortunate fate of many young hearts and minds.. where only the strongest wills.. bubble through to the surface.. i know the light will cary them this is my prayer and statement of fact so it is
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wow thats very emotional i felt every bit of it...
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Welcome to AllPoetry
What a write. I felt like someone had taken a bat to my heart as I read each painful line
If this is personal my heart goes out to you hun
♥
Enjoy AllPoetry
Stay safe
~Manda
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