Child Poem by terry candy

Child



A child sits by the window
and is it so black?
why are the curtains
all taped back.

on a make shift bed
the child tries to sleep
but instead all that happens
is the child weaps.

scared and alone
wishin she had flew
all that happens
is blood gets drew.

the nights get darker
and the beatings harder
i have no faith now
my heavenly father.

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