Child Abuse
> > My name is Michaela> >
> >I am 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 mommy
> >
> >Would still want to hug me.
> >
> >I can't do a wrong
> >
> >I can't speak at all
> >
> >Or else I'm locked up
> >
> >All day long.
> >
> >When I'm awake I'm all alone
> >
> >The house is dark
> >
> >My folks aren't home
> >
> >When my mommy does come home
> >
> >I'll try and be nice,
> >
> >So maybe I'll just get
> >
> >One whipping tonight.
> >
> >I just heard a car
> >
> >My daddy is back
> >
> >From Charile's bar.
> >
> >I hear him curse
> >
> >My name is called
> >
> >I press myself
> >
> >Against the wall
> >
> >I try to hide
> >
> >From his evil eyes
> >
> >I'm so afraid now
> >
> >I'm starting to cry
> >
> >He finds me weeping
> >
> >Calls me ugly words,
> >
> >He says it's my fault
> >
> >He suffers at work.
> >
> >He slaps and hits me
> >
> >And yells at me more,
> >
> >I finally get free
> >
> >And run to 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,
> >
> >"Im sorry!", I scream
> >
> >But it's now much to late
> >
> >His face has been twisted
> >
> >Into a unimaginable shape
> >
> >The hurt and the pain
> >
> >Again and again
> >
> >O please God, have mercy!
> >
> >O 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 Michaela
> >
> >I am three,
> >
> >Tonight my daddy
> >
> >Murdered me
Poetry by Michaela Massie
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Written on 2006-07-23 at 09:53
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