by kenia dent
i cry for help,
i couldnt do much more.
pain everywhere and i could not tell,
where are these voices are in my head
he hold me tight
didnt want to let go
i tie my hands behind my back
and suddenly he started
i cry and shout then he hit me across my face was in pain
i was being abused by my father
i was eleven year old and i didnt know what to do
i was scared
with a gun by my face i couldnt talk
i couldnt say nut
my body is in pain and now
his goling insane
he raped and kill but today he will
regret what he did to his own lil child.
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