Keeping those fists balled

recent experience, eh kinda has some meaning to it if you asked about my cousins and me...

Her innocent face

That girl's fading little grace

Her shining eyes

Filled with tears that she usually cries

 

That little girl with those pony tails

Her sweet face and her chewed off nails

Her little lips trembling all the time

Her second mother treating her as if she wasnt worth a dime

 

My fists balled and my eyes sad

When that old hag dies I'd be glad

Beating angels to the ground

letting them not speak a sound

 

I keep those fists balled till that day

when no one actually can have a say

and I stand up and give that slap

letting the sound fill that empty sound gap

 

I dont care if she was older than me

I would slap that b***h so she could see

that no one should treat kids by a beating

by every word our anger heating

 

She'd punch, I'd slap and curse

She'd try and reach for the phone in her purse

I'd shake my head and punch

I'd make her into the dog's lunch

 

I dont care if she was my uncle's new love

Its her that Im mostly sick of

She tries to touch them again

Next thing she'd be hearing from policemen

 

No child deserves this life

It's like stabbing them with a sharp knife

Innocent girls of  ten and three

No taste of childhood did they see

 

I wonder when will the abuse end

And will each have a proper friend

Keeping those fists balled and tight

Always am and always will be up for a fight

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

kinda anger filled for what happend, sorry lol

Reviews

[Domo]

Wow, I truly am tearing right now, this was very sad and emotional. But I did love this poem if you don't mind me saying, it was very heart touching and I feel sorry for the words that were written in anger, great write and I feel the pain. ☺

[Donovan "Grey Wolf" Go..]

wow it good that u would protect ur cosins from that and its a good read, hope she gets turned into dog food.lol