For people who are too lazy to click the writers cafe link on my pro or who can't find me in the Arena's yet who love to be a critic, this poem is a piece of my work. I wrote it in mid November and I'm proud to say that it's a reflection on how I feel. It came from my heart... Anyway, here it is:
Is This Home?
Flesh meets flesh
I yelp in pain
My face burns red
I twist in vain
My wrist is sore
My face is hot
I want to run
But I cannot
It comes again
Flesh meets my face
Me tears are hot
I stay in place
"You stupid child!"
I hear him scream
Be brave I say
It's just a dream
The beatings come
They refuse to yield
At last I fall
He broke my shield
Darkness Falls
The light has fled
'You stupid child'
Was all he said
In bed I lie
My body hurt
I feel broken
I feel like dirt
Is this home?
I'm afraid so
But what's a home?
I'll never know...
More writing is available on writerscafe.org
My username is -X-Miharu-X-
Hope you enjoy!
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