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 Charlies 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 its now much too late

His face has been twisted

Into an 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 Chris

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

And you can help

Sickens me to the soul,

And if you read this

and don't pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

One heartless person

To not be affected

By this Poem

And because U R affected,

Do something about it!

So all I ask you to do

is pass this on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!

PLEASE COPY AND PASTE THIS AND PASS IT ON!!

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.

01) Being gay is not natural.
And real Americans always reject unnatural things like polyester, and air conditioning, tattoos, piercings

02) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay,
in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

03) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior.
People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.

04) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all;
Hence why women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.

05) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed;
And we can't let the sanctity of Britany Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage be destroyed.

06) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children.
So therefore, gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our population isn't out of control, our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.

07) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children,
Since of course straight parents only raise straight children.

08) Gay marriage is not supported by religion.
In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.

09) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home.
Which is exactly why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.

10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms.
Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.

u know that you love animals more then people when you're watching a survival show and are rooting for the animal. "RUN TURTLE! RUUUUUUUUN!"

"You can't spell Slaughter without Laughter."

"Those who think happiness is a ray of sunlight shining through the clouds have clearly never danced in the rain."

"You laugh because I'm different. I laugh because you're ugly."

"Imagine what I could do if I had all my brain cells."

"Heart attacks. God's revenge for eating all his little animal friends."

"When life gives you lemons, make apple juice and laugh as the fools try and figure out how you did it."

"When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car."

"My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the hell she is." -Ellen DeGeneres

"Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life." -Terry Pratchett.

"All of us learn to write in the second grade. Most of us go on to greater things." -Bobby Knight

"I believe in getting into hot water. I think it keeps you clean." -G. K. Chesterton

"From now on, ending a sentence in a preposition is something up with which I will not put." -Winston Churchill

"Prose before hoes." -Jacob Hewell's motto for life

"Cheese: milk's leap towards immortality." -Anonymous

"Drunk drivers are dangerous, but so are drunk backseat drivers if they're persuasive. 'Dude, make a left.' 'Those are trees...' 'Trust me.'" -Demetri Martin

"I won't say I had the toughest school, but we had our own coroner. We used to write essays like, 'What I'm Going to be If I Grow Up.'" -(I forget who said it... Lenny Bruce, maybe?)

"I always knew my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio." -Rodney Dangerfield

“Suicide is man's way of telling God, "You can't fire me - I quit."”

Behind locked doors is where all secrets lie, hidden from the world, hidden from yourself. Waiting. Until the dam breaks, the lock clicks, and the secrets spill out. You can't stop it. The only thing you can do is try your best not to drown. - charmedgrl4ever

Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms