Child abuse poem

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 wern't ugly
Then maybe my mommy
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 try to be nice
So maybe I 'll get just
One whippin tonight

Don't make a sound
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlies 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 afaraid now
I'm starting to cry

He finds me wheeping
he shouts ugly words
he says it my fault he suffers at work

He slaps me and hits me
and i finally get free
I run for the door

He's already locked it
as I start to bawl
He takes and throws me against
the hard wall

I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken
As my daddy continues
with more bad words spoken

I'm sorry i scream
But now its much to 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

He finally stops
and heads for the door
While i lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor

My name is Sarah
i am but 3
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.

i found this poem on the net and it gave me shivers up my spine. has anyone else got a poem similar to this

I have read that poem before and it is really sad.
Sorry but I don't have any poems like that.

I have a few poems that I keep to myself about abuse. And I've read that one may times. It's a very sad poem

Some dwell in a land of abuse, while others accept that it happened, have learned, and can move on to help those who may be experiencing what they went through. Remember it is never your fault, unless you allow it to consume you, then you end up abusing yourself...how ironic

Bob's words are so true. The people who turn it around to help others are a true blessing.

I have read this poem before too. It is a very sad poem, and everyone that has posted raises very good points. There are a lot of Sarah's out there....My dad was one of them until Child Services got him and his brothers out of the home. I think that everyone has a right to say what they think.....so say how you feel, not what you think you should say....personally I don't think any child should go through that. Especially when I hear some of my dad's stories about his biological parents.

Wow I read that poem a few years ago and yeah it gave me a shiver as well.

Unfortunately they are ever so common. I myself have written such poetry and read from some that i know. Sad thing is that most of them stem from first hand experience. written so well, and yet the emotions are enough to make a person, sad, mad, and ever other emotion imaginable.