She goes to school each morning
With bruises on her face
Clothes that are not matching
And shoes that are not laced
I asked her what had happened
She replied 'I just fell down.'
I told her hand prints on her cheek
Won't happen by hitting the ground
At lunch they just made fun of her
They would laugh and call her names
I should've stood up, and made it stop
but I didn't, and now I'm ashamed
I could've stopped the hurting
And given her my hand
But now she just lay silently
Somewhere in darkend land
She said that she would do it
She said it hurt so bad
To come home and get a beating
When her drunken dad was mad
but as I watched the bullet
Slowly make it's way
She sreamed to me 'it's over'
She said 'Now it's ok'
I cried myself to sleep that night
Wondering what it meant
Thats when I found the letter
Half folded and half bent
I read it very carefully
And then I went to bed
but for your information
I'll read you what it said
I know you tried to help me
In all my time of need
but now it's finally over
And now I finally see
I couldnt stop the hurting
it was my only hope
I needed to just get away
Instead to sit and mope
It's better this way anyhow
Could you do me a favor when I'm gone
tell mommmy that I lover her
And tell daddy he was wrong
I wasnt just a failure
Thats what he said last night
All the hurting he caused me
Tell him it wasnt right
I tried to keep it hidden
The marks he mad on me
But I couldnt hide it anymore
So now they all will see
Crystal, I don't even know what to say to this! This is one of the most powerful poems I've read (and I'm not saying that cause you're my niece) . This is amazing! I'm so glad you're sharing your poems here........we are lucky. Sincerely, Mary
agree entirely with the sentiments expressed. One thing if I may? Watch the spelling, it can be a bit off-putting. Being dyslexic, I'm almost paranoid about spelling mistakes.
Crstal, It is great to see the poem as story telling (have you ever read Aesop's Fables?) it isan art form that some on this site have attempted but their attempts have failed. It is not an easy thing to do. In this piece you suceed very much. A joy to read, but do take note of what Jerry says about spelling (and punctuation) . There are some real purists out there (me, for one) . Warmest regards Denis Joe
What the did you just say about me, you little? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the out with precision the likes of which has never b\
dang gurl is that base on the true story couse if it is that is really wrong..i mean y would her dad do dat to her...pssh...some parents...hehheh..but yah anyhow i really love this poem..it really touches inside of me...so yah..take care much =-winneth-=143
We are all here to support you Crystal, and if it helps to write it all down, you just get it off your chest. A very good story of what life can deal us, you just hang in there, and stick out your chin, and lift yourself up, and go forward. Love Ernestine
Crystal, as i read your poem i think i feel all the pain you must have felt when you personally experienced it...lovely outpour of true feelings...
I agree with Mary it is good to be on this site it will help you cause we got a great site of good people on here that can help you through times like these. Great poem and I am sorry that you had to experience this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow, this is extremely profound for someone quite young. Sometimes the tale lagged because you had to find words that rhymed but, overall, this was an extremely touching poem with a memorable ending.