Daddy...it hurtsA Poem by Dezzyrayi just read it somewhere and i was al :OMy name is Chris, I am three, My eyes are swollen.. I cannot see. I must be stupid, I must be bad, What else could have made, My daddy 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 do a wrong, I can't speak at all, Or else I'm locked up, All day long When I'm awake, I'm all alone, The house is dark, My folks aren't home When my mommy does come home, I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get, One whipping tonight I just heard a car, My daddy is back, From Charlie's bar I hear him curse, My name is called, I press myself, Against the wall I try to hide, From his evil eyes, I'm so afraid now, I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping, Calls me ugly words, He says its my fault, He suffers at work He slaps and hits me, And yells at me more, I finally get free, And run to the door He's already locked it, And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me, Against the hard wall 'I'm sorry!', I scream, But it's now much to late, His face has been twisted, Into a unimaginable shape 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 Chris, I am three, Tonight my daddy, Murdered me
© 2012 DezzyrayAuthor's Note
Reviews
|
Stats
261 Views
7 Reviews Added on January 4, 2012 Last Updated on January 4, 2012 AuthorDezzyrayAbouti am usually a happy person but my poems give a different impression so it's a bit confusing :3 i might still have to tell the people on my old account about my new one though. i will sometimes write .. more..Writing
|