This is a poem I wrote based on abuse :-x enjoy
When I was 3 my daddy left home
He left me and my momma alone
I never understood why but momma got mad
She put me to blame
One, two, 3, bottles she had no shame
She usually laid on the couch drinking, drinking ,drinking
Some days she was happy others she was sad, some days she was regretful
But she kept on drinking drinking to hide herpain
When I was 12 the pain came in like a flood
Punch, kick, slap, over and over again
I tried to run, I tried to hide, I tried to resist,but she kept on coming at me harder
I have blackblankets covering me so many times it was like a dream
I mentally screamed for help but I knew no one would come
I used to pray to God but then I gave up
I thought God didn't love me
When I go to school people think I'm goth, long sleeves, forever jeans to hide my scars and pain
Despite the bullying school is my getaway a place where I can almost feel safe
But still, In my heart it's like a storm thunder and heavy rain
If I tell a soul what happens at home I will surely die
I have no friends and boys constantly chase me
They think I'm a vulnerable puppet
Something they can use just for the fun but they don't know I'm that girl who gets hurt physically and mentally.
momma, no shetold me to go live in hell but I told her I already was
thats how I got my new fresh bruise on my head
I sneak out to get pounds and pounds of concealer to cover my scars
I almost look normal
almost
She came to school today
She says it's time to play
I know she's mad so it's time for me to pay
worthless,trash,piece of junk
she says a mother doesn't deserve a child like me
I inch away further and further away in the kitchen
I see it, its too late
A sharp blade pierces my skin
deeper, deeper
Pain delivering itself to my stomach
She's mad I'm not done yet, so she gives me my last blow
The darkness comes again and now I know it's eternal
Good bye monster
Good bye you
Good bye person who was nothing, nothing close to a mother
My name is Max
I'm finally free
no more suffering
no more sorrow
no more hatred
all can stay in my
locked doors
in heaven now
guess he did answer
but daddys still gone
he can stay in my
locked doors
My scars will always stay
Behind my locked doors
But my blood pours
On my kitchen floor