This is another one i found
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My name is Sarah,
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
atau else I'm locked up
All the hari long
When I awake
I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm sradishing to cry.
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I sradish to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my Bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With lebih bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me
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this is one of the saddest poems ever
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My name is Sarah,
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
atau else I'm locked up
All the hari long
When I awake
I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm sradishing to cry.
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I sradish to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my Bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With lebih bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me
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this is one of the saddest poems ever
the only thing anda ever gave me were black and blue eyes
and it always ended in me letting out cries
anda would come utama angry and scream in my face
and waste no time menunjukkan me i was a disgrace
and always threatened me berkata not to tell
but everyone knew i was going through hell
why should i have to pay for your crime
why should i have to take the time
to cover up the scars ane emotions anda left for me
when the teachers and doctors knew i was leaning out with my plea for safety
i will never for get how anda came utama at night
and the only emotion i felt was pure fright
now that your gone for good
i can say that i never quite understood
what i did wrong for anda to do that to me
but now your gone and i am free
and it always ended in me letting out cries
anda would come utama angry and scream in my face
and waste no time menunjukkan me i was a disgrace
and always threatened me berkata not to tell
but everyone knew i was going through hell
why should i have to pay for your crime
why should i have to take the time
to cover up the scars ane emotions anda left for me
when the teachers and doctors knew i was leaning out with my plea for safety
i will never for get how anda came utama at night
and the only emotion i felt was pure fright
now that your gone for good
i can say that i never quite understood
what i did wrong for anda to do that to me
but now your gone and i am free