Poor girl.

Just a glimpse of her,

And you can tell,

That she's been through HELL,

The cut's on her wrist,

And bruising on her back,

Others think,

That she's insane,

But I,

The only one,

Can see right through,

Her pain,

The terror deep hidden,

In those hazel eyes,

There you will find,

The Disturbing,

Disgusting,

Awful...truth,

YES!

It's scary I know,

That her own blood,

Would cause such abuse,

A man that she calls father,

Who's been there from,

Her first tear to smile,

She turned to me and asked,

"Is it wrong what I have done?"

I say,

"No. It’s wrong what he has done."

 

 

Author's Note

I read that a girl was abused and i had so many feelings toward it that i decided to write this. What do you think about the whole thing and how i ended it?

Reviews

[Anne Hill]

I can connect with this piece, well done

[Crazy Cat Man]

I like this piece alot...its similar to my poem "At 7 years old" its great that you can write from the perspective of the abuse....thats talent...

[Chloe Madison Taylor.]

i really like this!

but in the end, the very last line seems a little long. and it basically repeats the quote right before it. idk whatever il like it no matter how it is.

[Sandra K]

Interesting. You tryed something new, and did a pretty good job.
I knew what your were talking about from the begining.
I can understand what these girls feel. It not fun to be treated this away.
Its nice of you to show that you care.

Sandra K!