Thursday, December 13, 2007

This is so sad

This is so sad.My name is ChrisI am three,My eyes are swollenI cannot see,I must be stupidI must be bad,What else could have madeMy daddy so mad?I wish I were betterI wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommyWould still want to hug me.I can't do a wrongI can't speak at allOr else im locked upAll day long.When im awake im all aloneThe house is darkMy folks aren't homeWhen my mommy does come homeI'll try and be nice,So maybe i'll just getOne whipping tonight.I just heard a carMy daddy is backFrom Charlie's bar.I hear him curseMy name is calledI press myselfAgainst the wallI try to hideFrom his evil eyesI'm so afraid nowI'm starting to cryHe finds me weepingCalls me ugly words,He says its my faultHe suffers at work.He slaps and hits meAnd yells at me more,I finally get freeAnd run to the doorHe's already locked itAnd i start to bawl,He takes me and throws meAgainst the hard wallI fall to the floorWith my bones nearly broken,And my daddy continuesWith more bad words spoken,"I'm sorry!", I screamBut its now much to lateHis face has been twistedInto a unimaginable shapeThe hurt and the painAgain and againO please God, have mercy!O please let it end!And he finally stopsAnd heads for the doorWhile i lay there motionlessBrawled on the floorMy name is chrisI am three,Tonight my daddyMurdered meAnd you can helpSickens me top the soul,And if you read thisand don't pass it onI pray for your forgivenessBecause you would have to beOne heartless personTo not be effectedBy this PoemAnd because you are effected,Do something about it!So all I ask you to doIs pass this on!IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE

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