Abuse pomes

Stop child abuse

I sat alone in the cold dark room

I knew that he would be home soon

I really wish that people knew

How much pain I was going through

I heard a car park outside

If someone could hear me I would of cried

The door opened viciously with a thud

I would of ran for it if I could

I dream of a world where I am free

But daddy was already looking for me

He dragged me out from under my bed

I knew he wished I was dead

Cowering in fright I began to plea

"Please daddy don't do this to me"

But I could tell it was already to late

The alcohol he depended on had already decided my fate

It was all my fault that he lost his wife

It was all my fault that he didn't like life

He kicked me and punched me

I am used to being shoved against a wall

I am used to him making me feel so small

The false laughter, the broken smile

With the first strike I should of ran a mile

I am warning you, never hide away

Never ever pretend everything is okay

Get help, before its too late........