Stacy
At 4 years old Stacy would lay in her bed
As she tried to fall asleep
She could hear her parents yelling from another room
She didn't understand their yelling
So she just assumed it was them showing their affection
At 8 years old Stacy hid behind the couch
As her father hit her mother
She didn't understand what was going on
Why was mommy telling her not to look?
She just assumed it was mommy and daddy's personal way of showing love
So she would turn around until her mother came over with tears in her eyes
At 13 years old Stacy stood in the living room
As her father tried to hit her mother for the hundredth time
But this time she stood in between them
She understood what was going on now
She took the hit her father swung
So that her mother would have one moment of peace
At 15 years old Stacy watched in horror
As her father brought a gun home and pointed it at her mother
"I can't handle you anymore!" He said.
But as he pulled the trigger
Stacy jumped in front of the bullet
It hit her in the stomach
Her mother cradled Stacy in her arms as she bleed profusely
She died a few moments later
But Stacy's last words were
"I'd do anything to keep you safe, I love you mom."
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A Little Poetry Can't Hurt
PuisiThis is just some random poems that I have written over the years.