Poetry by Maria
I was only 8 why did she do this to me!!
I still sit up in my bed and think what did I do.
I remember the hurt I've seen
The pain I felt
I tried to tell
I tried to yell
I tried to tell a
A Dedication to all people who had a wish and used it wisely
SMACK!
PLOP!
SMACK!
Over & over
My head hurts
It throbs
From being
Smashed into the wood
To many times
Its furnishing
Of blood
Is up
Take a look at me
&
Tell me what you see
Do you see my forceful smile
The smile that hides so many secrets
or
Do you see the tears in my eyes
T
I see the knife This bad habit
I reach for it
Some where in my mind
It says don't pick it up
Yet
I still reach for it
I slowly raise my sleev
All the children crowd around
waiting to hear a story
a story about the "old days"
we wait and wait
your about to talk
but instead of a story
y
Dad I sit here
watching u
watch me
Dad I know your ashamed
ashamed of me
for not telling
Dad today I asked
I asked for forgiveness
but
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