BRIDGEY Richards Poems

We go day by day
Through night to sun
What is there to do?
I hear the voices,
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Each night I go to bed wondering one thing,
Will I ever be free from my parents who don’t let us do anything?
Sometimes I think no I won’t
But then I remember the ones who love me,
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Day by Day,
Through school and friends
I survive.
Here I sit
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Standing in house
His eyes blood shot eyes,
Looking at his hands,
They are bloody,
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Out in the World,
Where so many things can happen,
Weather it would be having fun,
Being murdered,
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He walks beside her
Fantising her, beauty
She looks at him, wanting
He knows what he wants
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