|
|
|
Here I am writing,
A painful part of my life,
I am opening the doors—
Once again,
To a memory so dark—
Sun does not shine through it.
It was a cold August night,
Daddy was drunk yet again,
He was always angry—
Not only at us but the world,
I refused to go inside,
I wanted nothing but to get away,
Wanting to be free,
To be like—
Other young teenager.
Not to live with this—
Monster,
This cruel and hateful creature,
He became very irritated,
So he started to yell at me,
Feeling no fear—
I screamed back,
That’s when he charged—
Grabbing my wrist,
Twisting them hard,
My mother screaming
Telling him to stop,
But for some reason,
I suddenly did not fear him,
I had never felt so angry,
So furious with him,
I fought back,
Daddy’s eyes changed,
There was something—
Alive and eating him up—
A demon,
He grabbed me by the hair,
Dragging me through the door
Tossing me like a rag doll—
Down those steps,
Yet through those tears
That streamed down my cheeks
I ran at him—
Cursing every word I knew,
He charged now…
Mom was screaming—
STOP IT! STOP IT! —
YOU’RE GOING TO KILL HER!,
As he shook me, she grabbed him,
Trying to help me,
To save me,
But he was drunk,
He only pushed her away,
And continued to come at me,
Squeezing my arms till they felt—
Like they were going to brake,
I bite him,
He slapped,
I swung,
He pushed,
Mom screamed,
Dad yelled,
Chase cried,
I fought,
In the end daddy left—
To drink himself some more,
Leaving me in bruises,
Mom and Chase in tears,
Mom ran to a phone,
Calling our closes friends—
Asking, pleading for help,
For some where to stay,
And we left that night,
Leaving the monster—
Behind....
 2Dandmansonsgalpoison · Tue Mar 17, 2009 @ 11:31pm · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
