Treasure Island

Kelsey Joe


Abuse


She lays on the ground,
This demon man hates,
She's crying and not found,
He stands there and waits.
She's asking him to stop,
He hits her once more,
She hits the countertop,
He throws her out the door.
She's outside in the rain,
He yells that it's only fair,
She dies because of pain,
He doesn't seem to care.

Submitted: Monday, September 10, 2007
Edited: Thursday, April 07, 2011

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  • Shauna Acker (2/9/2008 12:04:00 AM)

    i dnt kno if this comment goes to you or wherever but i jus wana say i love ur poems...havent gotten to all of them but im even using one to open up an essay that im writing for college to write about the abuse that i went thru. (Report) Reply

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