The only thing you ever gave me were black and blue eyes,
And it always ended in me letting out cries.

You would come home angry, scream in my face,
Waste no time showing me that I was a disgrace,
Always threatened me, said 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 and emotions you left for me,
When the teachers and doctors knew I was leaning out, a plea for safety.

I will never forget how you came home at night,
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 you to do that to me,
But now that your gone, I am free.


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  1. Yes, I agree that it is sad, however, how many of us have been there? How many of us managed to be survivors? There is nothing in this world that can excuse abuse. Life is full of survivors that have lived to tell their tale, and it is for that I am grateful.

    Beautifully written.

    No wax,


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