My Life Poem by carmen cook

My life was full of punches, tears, and a lot of sad emotions. I remember when i was young sitting in my crib crying for mommy to come home when i knew she wouldn't. I rock with my sister in the rocking chair watching my brother get burned with cigaratees. i cry and cry telling my sister to make it stop, it does after a while. my life goes on and on with the abuse, then i get moved when i was 2. i go from home to home, till i get to my aunts. i live there till i'm 12 then get moved to a foster family i do good there for a couple of months. then i go to Woodfield and get kicked out. Then i come to Canyon Hills, and i have my up's and down's but i always pull around. Now i'm getting out.
-baby Cc