Love Is Unconditional

An abused child screaming for help, but in the end, love proves to be the strongest out of everyone because the child still will forever love her Dad.

Daddy, you've hit me 

So many times,

I'm starting to think

The bruises are here to stay.

Mummy, why do you stand there

And cry your heart out?

Why do you just watch,

And not help me?

Mummy, I thought you were my Mummy!

I thought mummies would be caring

And loving, but maybe my mummy

Is different.

Daddy, stop! That hurts! 

I'm bleeding, can't you see?

Daddy, stop hitting me!
I'm crying, OW! That really hurts.

Daddy, why do you hit me?
Daddy, can't you hear me scream?
Mummy, come and save me please!

I need to get away from this monster!

Mummy, I saw your bruises today,

After I came home from school.

I asked you where you got them from,

All you did was kiss me and say 'Shh."

Mummy, who might hear?

It was only us two alone in the house,

Mummy, who could hear?

I need an answer, I'm getting scared now!

Mummy, was it Daddy who hit you?

Was it really him?

Was he the monster you kept on

Talking about? But how could he be,

He's never under my bed or in the closet!

I thought that monsters were only

Hidden underneath my bed,

And in the closet at night,

That's what you told me Mummy!

But now I know,

That monsters can be anywhere.

Right here is a monster,

My daddy hitting us, never stopping.

But although he is a monster,

I will always love him.

Reviews

[MomzillaNC]

Wow. Visceral and cutting… I know this must have been a very painful write. Even if you're spinning a fictitious tale, as someone who was abused, I can tell that this rings true. I felt deeply saddened by the end. The last line brought tears to my eyes.

[1Disawsum]

Yes, it was very difficult to write, basically, reliving my painful past. We will always love our parents, no matter who they are, what their personality is. It may be extremely difficult to see it, but somewhere in them, they do love you too. They just can't show it. It's hard to think like that, but I've learnt with time well spent with my foster dad!
I'm glad it got emotion out well, thankyou so much for commenting.

[MomzillaNC]

I had a similar experience with my mom. I don't typically write about that time. My life is so good now, it's difficult to put my mind back into that frame of reference.

[C. Lee Battaglia]

This is so sad! But even though someone we love hurts us we will always love them.
When someone least's deserves it that´s when they need it most!
Keep on writing!

[1Disawsum]

Yes, for some reason unknown to us humans, we still have the heart to love someone who hurts us the most.
Hopefully that is true, that the ones hurting us are the ones who need love the most. At least with a reason, maybe questions won't need to be asked any more!
Thankyou so much! xxx

[C. Lee Battaglia]

Your very welcome. ;)

[Brittany]

i loved this one i really did

[1Disawsum]

thankyou! :)

[Brittany]

your welcome

[Gamitsuki]

truly, it feels that i am feeling those scars while reading this poem......

[1Disawsum]

thankyou, that is a truly exceptional comment to make, thankyou so much again xx

[Gamitsuki]

its my pleasure for sure.......:-)

[priya]

1Disawsum... i can understand how you must be feeling, and it is deiffcult to get out of the trauma but you have to. past is a place of reference and not a place of residence. i know it will require courage. but i can also see that you are a very brave girl. just keep fighting and one day you will rise above this
god bless you.

[1Disawsum]

Yes, I finally have after 10-12 years of abuse. Like your line! "Past is a place of reference, not a place of residence." love it! Thank you xx

[priya]

my pleasure. :)