Stop Child Abuse Together! ! ! Poem by Sindal Benson

I used to ask myself;
what did I do?
My answer:
it's just because you're you.

I used to think to myself;
why did I get hit?
My answer:
was just another fist.

I used to wonder;
when will it end?
My answer:
when I am dead.

He never stopped;
the hitting and beating.
I never stopped,
receiving and bleeding.

Then one day;
he hit so hard,
I couldn't breath;
he stopped my heart.

It was to late;
by the time the ambulance came.
He was gone,
and I live in a grave.

So please I ask;
before it is to late,
STOP ABUSE:
IT TAKES LIVES AWAY.