I used to ask myself;
what did I do?
My answer:
it's just because you're you.
...
there is a little peice of heaven,
a peice for everyone,
a peice that is safe,
a place that is yours,
...
i lost him
i guess honestly-i never really had him
i lost his heart
the soft touch
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sorrow doesn't understand happiness.
sorrow hasn't seen understanding.
sorrow will never dream.
sorrow doesn't experience relief.
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i have often pondered,
over things of wonder.
whether rain knows,
whats truly in a soul.
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Her heart was a stone,
to which I stood alone.
He hurt even the seas,
in which they would hurt me.
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Crimson on silver, blood on her face,
Beathless, betrayed and beat.
He forces his way, she screams in pain.
Crimson on silver blood on her face,
...
Dear Mom,
You gave me life,
a breath of fresh air.
You taught me to smile,
...
I often cry over things I can't control
I fret on things I can't change.
I worry about everything,
even when I know I can't fix it.
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Born without a heart. Born without a soul. I used to get beat all day and night. I used to be scared of everything and everyone. But now, I understand so much more than what I did before. When my mom and I got into a fight that broke us up, I never wanted to be alive again. But recently I have grown so close to my mother that I wish I would have fixed everything four years ago. I live in foster care at the present time. Though I am heading home. I can't wait to be free again. I can't wait to be with my mom again. I'm happier with her then I ever was without. I love my mom.)
Stop Child Abuse Together! ! !
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.