I Poem by carmen cook

i cry... and i cry! i tell him to stop... nothing. i try to cry and scream out and ask for help, no words come out. i open my eyes... and see his dark evil eyes staring back at me. the next day comes and i feel dirty and regretfull. i feel like crying just thinking about it. i've failed. i feel hopeless in this situation. i wish i could take it back, i wish the dreams would go away. they don't.
-baby cc