Sarah's Poem - Graphic - tissues

[dollface]

Sarah's Poem

My name is sarah Iam but three,

My eye's are swollen I cannot see,

I must be stupid I must be bad,

What else could have made My dady so mad?

I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up

All the day long.

When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark

My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come I'll try

and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight.

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car My dady is back from Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself

Against the wall.

I try and hide from his evil eyes I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words,

he says its my fault that he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me and yells at me more,

I finally get free and I run for the door.

He's already locked it and I start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken,

And daddy continues with more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream but its now much to late

His face has been twisted into unmaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain Again and Again

Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops and heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah and Iam but three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me.

I had this e-mailed to me and its so true there are so many abused children, just brought tears to my eye's.

[minpinsrock]

Ohhh...thats soo so so sad..made me cry!!!!!

but good poem no doubt

[bigdoglover]

Yes, it brings to light the too many children that are abused and murdered by their own parents. I for one know what it's like to be on the receiving end. Great poem!