Hello there little cuppies!!!!
This is my version of the previous poem, Child Abuse, hope you all like it!!!
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LYL xxxxxx
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I am four years old
My name is James
But he only sees it
As Fun and Games
Black and blue
Are the colours I go
Once my 'daddy'
Stops the flow
Of kicks and punches
Slaps and bites
If I get lucky
Maybe just one beating tonight?
His evil grin
Displays his devilish wrath
So does the agony
Of each and every lash
No one is ever there to help me
I've searched inside out
I guess I'll just wait
Until my light finally goes out
Why always me?
I just want to die
I do hope I will
Then away I shall fly
Bang goes the door
The devil is home
Looking for his punch bag
All on my own
He stomps up the stairs
Looking for where I lurk
He says it's my fault
He suffers at work
The doorknob twists
His evil ready to deploy
Throws me around
Like I was just a toy
That very night
He threw me too hard
I hung there limp
Over the bunk bed bar
I am four years old
My name is James
Why must I play along,
With his fun and games?
There are many like James
Trapped at home
But we cannot help them all
Not if we're alone
Child Abuse is just not right and it has to stop!
YOU ARE READING
Words will be just words.
PoetryAs you can probably tell by the title, this isn't a story, but a few poems I wrote whilst I was bored. Hope you like it!!!
