Little girl, huddled alone
Looking for somewhere to call home
Cuz how can home be screaming and fear
A broken place filled with the sound of mommy's tears
She prayed to the God above
The one filled with undying love
"God, please make daddy stay.
Me and brother will behave
Please make all the yelling stop
Neighbors had to call the cops
I wanna see mommy smile again.
In God's name. Amen"
She tucked her brother into bed
Crawled in and kissed his head
Same little girl, new lonely place
Brand new problems she has to face
The kids at school are always just so cruel
Make fun of her clothes and face, call her fool
She can't fit in and their words sting
Saying she'll grow old and be nothing
Once again she prays for change
So tomorrow she won't be strange
"Dear God, please help me now
I wanna be with the cool crowd
They're so mean and I have no friends
I just want to laugh again
So Mr. Jesus if you have the time
Could I have a better life?"
And she wiped her eyes and walked to class
Maybe this time it won't be as bad
Little girl, not so small
Realizing the truth in it all
Stepfather never had the right
To touch her in the night
It wasn't love, but a power trip
That bastard was full of shit
"It'd kill your mom if she found out"
"Tell anyone I'll blow your brains out"
The horrid threats kept her on the bed
Couldn't scream that's what he said
She bit her lips and prayed again.
"Dear God, it hurts so much
he's making me his little slut.
I'm sorry for all my sins
Help me fight this, help me win.
My heart is racing, make it stop.
Throw him off me, please, oh God.
I know you have that power.
Free me in this hour.
Save me in Your name."
And to her mind returned the shame.
She took the force he put on her
Somehow she had faith in her Lord
This little girl, still alive
But death was plainly in her eyes
She saw that all she knew were lies
In a poem she wrote quite clear
The reasoning for all her tears
"Dearest God, now I see
That you were never there for me
I had my faith and it was strong
But you were nothing all along
How foolish it was of me
To believe in a fever dream
You can't protect this world from sin
The criminals will always win
You ruled my thoughts but now you're done
And look at what I've become
Its thanks to you, religious lies
You're the devil in my fight
You sat and watched me as I bled
And cruel words filled my head
You're nothing now, I don't believe
You're a lie, now this I see"
Little girl, at last she's free
This is what your God did to me
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Hurt Me Further
PoetryA series of poems I've written. Really depressing. Some are stories of my life. Others are just my descriptions/actions of and based on depression and PTSD enjoy :)