~~Poem About Child Abuse~~
Mama. I got an A on my test,
but I'm scared to take you from your rest,
Mama, I'm hungry,
But you're too drunk to feed me.
Mama, you're awake,
Can i have a sandwich that you'll make?
Mama, I'm scared,
i shouldn't've talked, not a dare,
For you left my back bare,
And my face is bleeding,
But I'll sit in here, as you start drinking,
Why did i start talking,
Even though your belt leaves no feeling,
Why does it hurt to live?
Mama, I'm only five,
Why is it scary to come home,
To be a kid?
