My 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 Charlies 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 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 to late.
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape The hurt and the pain Again and again O
please God, have mercy! O 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.
NMQ but i thought it was sad :(
3 faves · 2 comments · Nov 3, 2012 8:13pm
Angelica_Yetsennia
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1 decade ago
Child abuse needs to be stopped. :/
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magda_pet · 1 decade ago
omg this is so so so so sad
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