Fear Running Through His Veins Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner

What Kind of person are you, doing that to a child?

90 percent of his life was lived in fear.

How do you feel knowing it's all thanks to you?

He would set in class everyday worried.

Hoping that you wouldn't be the one to pick him up.

Hoping that you would be in a good mood.

Praying to God that today would be different.

But everyday was always the same!

You would be mad at the world and take it out on that little boy.

He walked around egg shells, trying not to tick you off.

No matter what he did, it was always wrong in your eyes.

I believe in my heart that you loved the drama.

I believe in my heart that you loved seeing that little boy suffer.

You took away his childhood, and there's no way to get it back.

There will always be that fear running through his veins.