Deafening silence fills the now empty room, Daddy's left once again.
I guess he finally got enough anger out to leave me alone...for tonight, anyways.
Bruises running deeper than the skin plague my innocence,
covering every last
[inch of me.]
Haunting promises, spoken from burning breath; intertwined with scents of vodka and cranberry wine;
Tonight won't be a good one, his counter-parted equilibrium suggests.
[A few shots too many.]
Scarlet flesh, stolen from a child's flawless complexion;
All the cover-up in the world won't hide what happened here;
Neither will soothing words or promises that seem like they might just last.
[I didn't deserve this.]
I cower behind singular walls, not quite thick enough to elude his drunken words.
Words that'll decide my fate.
[Tonight's and tomorrows.]
Hope diminishes, faith disintegrates...A new dawn has never seemed so far in the distance. You'll never meet someone so thankful if I live to see it.
[How many more times before anger takes a life?]
Author notes
angeladowns.
8.If you are really not inspired by any of the other options, then you can try and impress me with your best prewrite. It will be a challenge though, and I will favour fresh-writes.
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Comments
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When I was a kid, many times my father would pace up and down with a whip in his hand, usually after one too many wines. And boy did he use it, and hurt it bloody did too. Your write is powerful and makes others realize they wern't the only ones being abused. Very sad that it happens at all. Thanks for sharing and the best of luck in contest.
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my dear, your words here are very powerful and strongly felt! thanks so much for sharing!
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Such a sad poem, and touching too. On a brighter note, however, it was very good. The only thing that I don't like is how sad it is, I'm a bit of a crier. Nicely written. Thank you and good luck in the contest.
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So touching and so very sad, a write that unfortunatley many son's and daughter's are able to relate to.
Thank you for entering.
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