My name is Sarah
I am but 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 mummy
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,
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 Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
MURDERED ME.





^^^COPY AND PASTE THIS IN TO YOUR SPACES 2 LET PEOPLE KNOW THAT CHILD ABUSE IS WRONG

pie

the diary is sad and empty,
the cat is all alone,
the dieing boy is crying,
while you sit at home,
filling your head with talking muffins and dancing puppets,
changing the channel every few minutes,
while your brain rots away,
your muscles get weak,
you crap in your pants,
your leg falls asleep,
your missing your friends,
the music needs playin',
the dog needs some water,
but instead you sit there and slaughter your mind with tv,
i must finish the pitiful poem,
because my mom is coming home,
and i must go sit and stare in front of the tv's screen,
so she won't think there's something wrong with me