Disclamier: i do not own Harry Potter.
Every scream and cry, I hear,
Makes me hate him even more then ever,
How this man who claimed to love her,
Stand there beat her over and over.
A monster is he,
How can they call him a human?
I never did understand,
As here I stand,
Seeing him commit a foul crime.
The blood soaked on the floor,
Is just one more sign?
That proves my point,
That he is in human.
Once an honest man stood there,
Now a devil stands in his place,
At the bottom of hell,
Is were he belongs,
Were he cannot here anyone.
Forever im scarred physically and mentally,
From the horrors I've faced and seen,
She is not the only one,
That has faced the angered wrath of he.
Crack of the whip,
The hiss of pain,
My stomach turns,
As I imagine the splitting of flesh on her pale back.
Every night I fear,
That I will not awaken,
As I hear him walk up the stairs from drinking all night,
He's the worst when he is drunk,
Just like now
He has no boundaries when he's like this.
One more kick was all it took,
Her body slumped to the floor,
She doesn't move anymore,
Lying faced down on the ground.
The woman I called my mother,
Is dead by the man she called her husband?
The man who I call father.
Please, please please review, poetry isnt my strong point so i would love posotive and constructive critisism.
lots of love lottielue1