My Abuse

One day I’ll lay me down asleep

And no longer will I morn and weep

The pain will be over

No longer will I be constantly looking over my shoulder

Oh how I am yearning for that day

When with me she will no longer have her way

 

Woke up in the morning, only eight years old

Trying to forget all those likes you told

“Sable come here” you said in your scary voice

I really didn’t want to but I didn’t have a choice

If I didn’t you would have came and gotten me

So I walked over to you, as scared as could be

You looked down on me boring a hole through my head

Then you attacked… I thought I was dead

But I wasn’t I woke up with blood on my face

But no bruises, nothing that the police could trace

I tried to get up but I couldn’t

Then I looked down and saw my leg, it looked like you had broken it

Then suddenly the pain was felt

I started to cry so you hit me with your belt

The surprisingly I was able to stand up

“Stop it I yelled” Your reply was “Shut the hell up”

Again I just started crying

You raised your hand then down to the ground I came crashing

Only this time I couldn’t get up and walk

Then I discovered I also couldn’t talk

I crawled to my bed and hugged my knees

You stood in the door way and just stared at me

 

One day I’ll lay me down asleep

And no longer will I morn and weep

The pain will be over

No longer will I be constantly looking over my shoulder

Oh how I am yearning for that day

When with me she will no longer have her way

 

Came home after school when I was twelve years old

I was so excited I had a family mystery to unfold

I went in the living room and took out the photo albums

But I guess that made you mad out of my hand you knocked them

I looked up at you, terrified to move

Then all of a sudden you picked up a shoe

And BAM!! The shoe flung into my head

I dropped to the ground, why couldn’t I have been dead

I stood up and tried to fight back

That was a mistake because my head ended up busted on the back

Somehow I found the strength to fight some more

After it was over I ended up face down on the kitchen floor

Bruised ribs, busted nose, and a busted head

Busted lip, blood face, and yet I still wasn’t dead

I laid on the floor till my mom got home and boy was she mad

After two hours of you fighting with her I grew quite sad

I thought there was going to be all out war

But the only thing that was exchanged was words that swore

 

One day I’ll lay me down asleep

And no longer will I morn and weep

The pain will be over

No longer will I be constantly looking over my shoulder

Oh how I am yearning for that day

When with me she will no longer have her way

 

One morning before school at the age of sixteen

Everything was peaceful or at least that’s how it seemed

We don’t live in the same household anymore so I don’t know why

Every time I come near you, you still try to make me cry

There we were on the second floor

I had just dropped off the kids that I adore

“Get the hell out” I heard out of no where

I was kind of in shock all I did was stare

You walked up to me and swung your arm

But I’m sixteen now, I’m not going to let you draw blood that’s warm

I blocked your hit and you were so angry

So you got even closer to me

Then swung and swung and swung again

I blocked them all so you grabbed my shirt and then

Tried to knock me down, it wouldn’t have worked but unfortunately for me

We were at the top of the stairs, yes pain came to be

Down the fifteen stairs I flew

When I hit the tile at the bottom all I could do was look at you

But no you couldn’t stop there

That would have been to kind for you, I swear

I laid at the bottom of the stairs, as if dead was what I was supposed to be

Then you grabbed the most holy book and threw it at me

Did it hit me? Nope in your old age you’ve lost your aim

We may no longer live together but nothing has changed

 

One day I’ll lay me down asleep

And no longer will I morn and weep

The pain will be over

No longer will I be constantly looking over my shoulder

Oh how I am yearning for that day

When with me she will no longer have her way

 

The same day after that incident

I limped to school and told everyone it was an accident

I remember it like it was yesterday, oh wait that’s because it was

“What happened sable” “Nothing I just fell” the usual cause

When I got to school I remembered it was an odd day

I had all my favorite teachers and I didn’t want them to see me that way

I was late to my third period class

But I didn’t care, at that point everyone could have kissed my a*s

I was late to my fifth period class too

I had a friend tell the teacher something was wrong, that wasn’t entirely true

I mean if I wanted to I could have been to class on time

But to tell you the truth I was just going to skip is that a crime?

I had to just take a breath

Try to relieve myself of some stress

I ended up getting through the day

But I decided I can no longer go on living this way

 

Today I’ll lay me down asleep

And no longer will I morn and weep

The pain is over

No longer do I have to look over my shoulder

Oh how I yearned for this day

When no one with me shall have their way

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

This poem is very long, to tell you the truth I could make it into a story. Hope you like it. Please dont be to harsh... is it deep enough?

Reviews

[Laura Storm]

It's truly sad and horrifying. There is an emptyness to it that makes it seem like the writer has given up all hope. It gives me chills to read this and think of the days when I lied to people to cover the same things. It is a wonderful piece. Great job. Oh and P.S. it was incredibly deep.

[Irfan Bashir Shah]

Its as deep as the pit of tartarus!
Well done!

[khalid]

it is very deep with so sad feelings, and yes, you better make it a story cuz it is really nice with so many events and action

[Kaiodem]

The very last repetition hit me so hard. I didn't know that that was what was meant by it. I'm in tears now just thinking about this poem. It's so sad to know that these type of things happen in this world. Yes, it is deep enough. I felt every emotion, felt every time the narrator was scared. I wanted to do something about it. That's how much the poem affected me. And I loved the age progression. It read like a diary. This is one poem I'll never forget.

[Bridget Murphy]

Man, I don't think i will finish crying through the night. And to answer your question it is very deep!

[Robbie~xoxo~]

So heartbreaking... you had me in tears! Nobody should have to go through this!! It angers me to know that things like this happen to children. Thank you for sharing.

[Dave G.]

Great work. The repetition definitely makes it more powerful. At some points its almost hard to read because of the emotion it stirs up. Loved it.

[TWISTED NIGHTMARE]

is it deep enough ??? IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND EMOTIONAL... it was really sad but just the strength that this girl had was outstanding... thank you so much for sharing such a wonderful poem

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

really deep
i like how you repeated some of the stanzas
i hope you can escape your pain soon...

[Dove]

Thank you so much for the reviews everyone. I truly do appreciate each and every one of them!