Save Me Before He Gets Me Poem by gawjuz gal

[[[ This sad poem was sent to me by a very good friend of mine ]]]

My name is sarah, I am three.
My eyes are swollen, I cannot see.
I must be stupid, i must be bad,
What else could have made daddy so mad? ?
I wish i was better, I wish i weren't ugly,
then maybe mummy would still wanna hug me.
I can't speak, I can't do wrong,
or else im locked up all day long.
I awake, all alone, house is dark, folks aren't home.
When mummy does come, i'll be nice,
maybe i'll get just one whiping tonight.
Don't make a sound, I hear a car,
Daddy is back from Charlie's bar.
My name he calls, I press myself against the wall.
I try to hide from his evil eyes, im afraid, starting to cry.
He finds me weeping, he shouts ugly words,
he says it's my fault he suffers at work.
he slaps me, hits me, he yells at me some more.
I finally get free and run to the door.
Already locked it, i start to bawl,
he takes me and throws me at the wall.
I'm on the floor, bones nearly broken,
Daddy yells with bad words spoken.
His face, twists to Unimaginable hate,
hurt, pain again and again.
Daddy heads to the door, as i lay motionless on the floor.
My name is sarah, i am three.
Tonight my daddy murdered me.