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A man stands over me.
With a cruel look in his eye
Looking down on me
like I'm nothing
And I cry.
Kicks me in the gut
Beats me down over again
Till he sees the fear that he
wants.
I wake up in a closet
But all I keep waking to is a
nightmare,
And this is what haunts.
He's yelling at my mom
again.
Telling her and I
Are just a waste of skin.
Screams echo through the
hallways, night and day
He says that I should live in
a garbage bin.
Cause all I am is a waste
I cover my ears from
the pain of my mother.
10mins past, everything is quiet
Just as the same with my
brother.
I'm stuck in this hell hole
Footsteps are coming up the
stairs.
I crawl to the far back
corner of the closet
Bashing the door open
dragging me by my ear.
To the next room
He begins to beat me down again
I am the only screaming
and I know the end is near.
People next door
Hear the screams of terror
They've called the police.
Police have done nothing
for me.
But before my last and final breath and
a chance to live
I write this poem and letter too all of you who cared
on how I died.
Hi I'm Jessica, I'm 9 and my father killed my mom, brother. And I.......
- by Harley Quinn Twin |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/19/2009 |
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- Title: Death of a Child.
- Artist: Harley Quinn Twin
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Description:
It's about Abuse.
Rate and comment, please and thank you.
P.S NONE OF THIS HAPPENED - Date: 05/19/2009
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Comments (5 Comments)
- um jello - 05/26/2009
- i'm on the verge of crying thats so sad
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- xlittle_muffinx - 05/21/2009
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that was a good poem
that was...
wow. that would be terrible if that really happened.
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- Cascantelee - 05/19/2009
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wahhh
I get so emotional over these things. D':
Its very good
(the poem, not its topic) - Report As Spam
- The Schietzophrenic - 05/19/2009
- its really good keep righting
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- Undead_Punk13 - 05/19/2009
- wow that was a really good poem but the abuse wasnt o_O
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