TheLastThingI Heard.

TheLastThingI Heard.

A Poem by ThereWasBloodEverywhere
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About Child Abuse/

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They're doing it again
They're in a fight
'Cause daddy went out again
All night
I hug Mr. Teddy closer
And curl up in my bed
I cry into his face
And secretly wish daddy were dead
I hear a big slap and a crash
Over the thunder and rain
I hear mommy scream
I hear her pain
I hear daddy stomp somewhere
I hear a click
I hear mommy scream again, this time in fright.
She screams, "No please! I'm sorry Rick!"
I hear daddy, his speech slurred,
"Too late, babe. This is the end."
I hear mommy scream again, and I clutch Mr. Teddy closer
I hold by breath and into a ball I bend
I hear mommy scream one more time
Then I hear a bang
I start to cry harder,
And my ears rang
"What happened?"
I ask Mr. Teddy in fear
I hear daddys foot steps up the steps
I see him come near
He walks to me,
He comes into my room
I see in the darkness hes holding a rifle
And I knew that was what had caused the boom
"What are you going to do, daddy?" I whisper to him
He glares at me with bloodshot eyes.
"Youre a pest, just like your mother was
Im getting rid of you and all your lies."
"No!" I scream
I jump out of bed,
Hoping to get away
I run down the stairs, and see mommy dead.
I run to her side
And feel her cold face
I wipe away her tears
I caress her shirt of lace
And whisper,
"No, no, no, mommy. You cant go yet.
You promised wed travel the world some day,
To Disneyland, and Tibet!"
I hear daddy come down the stairs
But I continue to wipe off mommys tears.
I hear another click,
And I start to cry in fear.
I hear another bang
And I feel pain
I fall on top of mommy
And I hear the rain.
I feel the blood rush out of me, mixing with mommys
I hear daddy throw down that hateful gun
I hear him run out the house into the rain
I run my hands one last time though mommys hair, messing up her bun
I hear an ambulance
I hear...
I hear...
I hear nothing...

© 2008 ThereWasBloodEverywhere


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This is a really sad poem. I think that it is very well written and it sends a message out. This happened to one of my childhood friends. Well, not this situation but her dad murdered her mother and her little brother, she was hiding in the closet. Horrible what goes on in our life today, but keep up the good writing.

Posted 15 Years Ago


This was so sad, but amazing.
Good job. =]

Posted 15 Years Ago


Great voice in this well written piece.
I love the imagery (though-sad)
created in reading, and feeling this
great write.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on August 19, 2008