Every day I open my eyes,
Everyday begins with a cry,
A shout of pain from my mother upstairs,
It’s never her fault,
But he doesn’t care,
He picks her up,
And slams her to the floor,
She begs him to stop,
But it doesn’t phase him anymore,
He’s ruthless.
He raises his fist for the final punch,
He yells at her to shut up,
and his fist lands with a ‘crunch’,
she falls to the ground,
and I hear a soft, sinking thud,
I cover my face,
And down the stairs he comes,
I wait a moment,
Maybe he’ll pass by my room,
I wait five more minutes,
I start to relax and think about my mom,
Then my door slams open,
He has a beer in his palm,
He tells me to get up,
I do as he says,
He yells in my face,
And slaps across my head,
I grit my teeth,
And clench my small fists,
Then let myself go,
And avoid all risks,
I attack my step-father but he just tosses me aside,
And pins me to the ground,
Despite my cries,
He touches me places,
I don’t refuse anymore,
I let him do what he wants,
Let him touch me more,
When he leaves I cry,
I sob in my pillow,
I yell at myself,
and shiver at the cold,
I go to my window,
I feel the soft breeze,
I want to be dead,
I fall to my knees,
I think that im stupid,
Im horrible and ugly,
And as for my mom,
…
She was dead in the morning,
It all hit me at once,
And I fell to the ground,
I looked at the sky,
And followed the clouds,
I sobbed.
And sobbed.
And sobbed.
Then stood on my feet,
I packed my bag that night,
And left my life behind
then I resolved to one thing
my step father has to die.
