WARNING!!! There is a 98% chance that you will be bawling your eyes out after reading this.
My name is Emily..... I am three, 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 speak at all,
I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long. When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight. Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now,
I'm starting to cry He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words,
Maybe now I'll die, He says its my fault That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door. He's already locked it And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate,
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 Emily I am three, And tonight my daddy Murdered me.
Child abuse is happening everywhere,But you can help end it to. If you see or hear about someone being abused at home,no matter what they,or anyone else says,tell some one. You might just save there life.
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This is an incredible poem! I feel as though Ive read it before or maybe one very similar to it ! None the less an awesome poem on an incredibly sad topic! Good job!
O my god it makes me want to cry and scream and break something to know that people can be so evil! People as a group have never been and will never be completely good but I know there was a time before all of this when there was less cruelty; whether it be toward children, spouses, animals or anything else. I want to know what has poisoned the hearts and minds of humans. I know God did not make us so evil. But there are good people too. And I just hope that the good can overpower at least some of this evil. We are good. We can make the world a better place. Join us in our fight against the evil of the world.
I am big and people talking about their abuse.If we dont tell kids how to stand up fight back and survive who will. Many times I hear justice has been done so keep quiet about it.I was mollested for years by my uncle.after he went to prison everyone was like dont talk about it it will only shame the family.How are other kids going to know what to look for if we dont tell them. Great poem powerful and raw.
dear youcannotbreakme,
this poem is really good! it has a great message which cannot be ignored any longer! I am glad that you have posted it here in this group, or I might not have found my way to it! it was very descriptive, andpainted a really vivid picture in my mind. spread the word. send RR to all your friends. this has to be stopped.
and also, can you do me a HUGE favor and review, (and read) 'the silver necklace'? I want to know what others think of it. any constructive criticism is totally open!
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