Unwillin pleasure took the life of him

by Shyanne   Jun 11, 2005


All my confidence had dropped
As every night I was thrown in a closet and forgot
My mom would leave
As I was locked away were it was so small i could barley breathe
My dad would get drunk and beat me
Tell I was black and blue and could barley see
He would hit me with every drink he took
As If that may have been my final look
This was normal this happened every night
Were i would just give up the fight
Tell one weird night i didn't even get beat
I knew something was wrong as my farther stared me down form his kitchen seat
He grabbed my head
As he shoved me onto his bed
As he beat me so bad not even a word was spoken
He ripped off my clothes as he hit me more with every bone i had broken
He did things to me i had never seen before
All this had happened behind his closed bedroom door
He tells me I'm dreaming and this had never been seen
He says if i tell anyone the beating will be twice as mean
I get up and can barley see
I cant believe my own farther had done this to me
I leave the room as i see my mother staring my down
From head to toe in my ripped night gown
She holds me tight
And starts to beat my farther shes winning the fight
She says she sorry and this was so wrong
and shes sorry it took her this long
She said it was my Fathers turn that night
And she would take his life in her site
She takes the gun and blows him away
My farther did die that day
My mother was took to jail and me in a foster home
My mom gets one call everyday so we talk on the phone
I'm 14 now and Ive seen so much
But Ive never felt the way i did that night to feel my mothers soft touch
Shes learned so much with more to come
Shes taught me a little and shes helped me some
This is my new life and I'm loving what i see
Cause in a year its gonna be me and my mother starting over free

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