Birthday: 07/11
my name is sarah
i am but 3
my eyes r swollen
i cannot see
i must be stupid
i must be bad
what else could make
my daddy so mad
i wish i was better
i wish i wasnt ugly
then maybe my mommy
would still want to hug me
i cant speak at all
i cant do wrong
or im locked up
all day long
when i awake
im all alone
the house is dark
my folks arent home
when my mommy does come
i'll try and be nice
or maybe ill just
get one whippin tonight
i dont make a sound
i just heard a car
my daddy is back
from Charles's bar
i hear him curse
my name he calls
i press myself
against the wall
i try and hide
from his evil eyes
im so afraid now
im starting to cry
he finds me weeping
he shouts ugly words
he says its my fault
he suffers at work
he slaps me
and hits me and yells
at me more
i finally get free
i run for the door
he's already locked it
i start to bawl
he takes me and throws me
against the hard wall
i fall to the floor
with bones nearly broken
my daddy continues
with more bad words spoken
im sorry i screamed
but now its much to
late his face has been
twisted into unimaginable hate
the hurt the pain again and again
oh god have mercy oh plez
let it end
he finally stops
he heads for the door
i lay there motionless
sprawled on the floor
my name is sarah
i am but 3
today my daddy
has murdered me
if you only knew
what i went through
when i was growing up with you
the punching and kicking
the name calling
and such for a little child
it was to much
but worst of all
the visits at night
when he would visit
and give me a fright just a small girl
with a life ahead
scared all day
but especially at night
i would go to my place of darkness
no light
and hold on tight
till the morning light
i wanted to tell
i wanted to yell
but my abuser said
if i tell my life
will be hell
so i kept it quiet
for so many years
and hid behind my tears
and fears
now you know what happened
to me i hope ur eyes
will open
and see
that it was not my fault
and the way
i am now
is a product of years
of abuse
and hard knocks
i have been through enough
and its time to heal
from a childhood
that my abuser did steal
i am on a journey
where the road is long
and once i reach the highway
my song will be sung
so dont judge me or
say she's a liar
or say shes just an attention seeker
whether ur my brother
,sister,cousin,
or friend a new life
for me is just around the bend
im in the process
of writing my story
and im healing slowly but surely....
with the help of other survivors
to let people know what has happened to me
IF YOU ONLY KNEW
SARAH
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hi