NO MOMMY NO

No mommy I cryed
please don't hit sissy or brother like that
Beer,
Yelling,
and screaming is what I grew up in
Screaming,
and crying is how I went to sleep
praying to GOD that I wouldn't live to see her grab another beer.
She choked,
She hit,
She ran him away
She choked her,
She hit her,
She made her run the other way too
I'm the littlest and they've done went through it, it was time for me to deal with the pain to feel the beatings, to feel the hate
But I was saved me and my sister pulled through and ran away and now we're happy with our dad.
Moms moved away don't see her as much as I did we still love and talk but I'll never forget the pain my brother and sister went through growing up