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My name is Kelly



I am 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 cant do a wrong



I cant speak at all



Or else im locked up



All day long.



When im awake im all alone



The house is dark



My folks arent home



When my mommy does come home




I'll try and be nice,




So maybe ill just get




One whipping tonight.




I just heard a car



My daddy is back



From Charlies bar.



I hear him curse



My name is called



I press myself



Against the wall



I try to hide



From his evil eyes



Im so afraid now



I'm starting to cry



He finds me weeping



Calls me ugly words,



He says its my fault


He suffers at work.



He slaps and hits me



And yells at me more,



I finally get free



And run to the door



Hes already locked it




And i start 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 more bad words spoken,




"Im sorry!", I scream





But its now much too late





His face has been twisted




Into a unimaginable shape




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 Kelly





I am three,




Tonight my daddy





Murdered me




And you can help




Sickens me to the soul,




And if you read this




and dont pass it on





I pray for your forgivness





Because you would have to be





One heartless person





To not be effected




By this Poem




And because u r effected,





Do something about it!





So all i ask you to do



Is pass this on!