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I made this because of personal reasons. But I love this poem and would like to touch many peoples hearts. I fight against child abuse!

Speechless

© Kyra Lee
My Name Is Sasha
My Sister Is Leigh
I am six
And she is three

Our dads always mad
He screams and he yells
I don’t think he likes us
It's easy to tell

Mums only kind
When dad's not around
And when he is home
She hardly makes a sound

Mums always out,
Never home
Dads always drunk,
And always alone

As soon as we hear
Those jingly keys
We run and hide
We run and plea

We find a place
And curl up tight
I hold her hand
And she holds mine

And soon enough
Dad then walks in
Don’t make a sound, don’t say a word
I pray inside, deep within

But Leigh, she cannot help herself
For the pain is just too much
"O-God" she yells
"Why are you so mean?"

He doesn't like what she has said
And beats her even more
And with one last hit
Hard and strong, he pulls away and watches

She takes one last Gasp of air
Our hands still holding
Then falls to the ground where I sat
And doesn't move a muscle

I stare at him
My eyes so blue
He looks at me
And yells "O you!"

"How dare you
Make me so mad
This is all your fault
Go cry be sad!"

My name is Sasha
My sister is Leigh
I am six
And my beautiful sister was only three

That day my Daddy
Murdered her
My best friend
She was my world

We stuck together
Through thick and thin
But now she’s gone
I’m lost within

When I was six my sister three
My Daddy murdered Leigh
Since that day I have not spoke
For it's speaking that made her die.

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Published: Nov 2007

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  • OMG. this poem made me cry... it reminds me of my childhood and makes me feel so bad...... :( I'm glad its not real

    BELLA Submitted Oct 2008
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  • This story touched my heart the first time I read it. the first time I read this was at school. I have a sister, so when I read this I thanked god that our parents don't do this to us. I have cried every time I read this story.

    cady Submitted Oct 2008
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  • in a way this story kind of reminds me of my life...I am abused.... I am scared that one day, he will kill me....

    kaity Submitted Oct 2008
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  • A very sad and touching poem. I just recently submitted a poem called "A Father's Love" about child abuse and how more often than not the perpetrator is someone known and who "should" be trusted. very, vary sad

    ronald doe Submitted Dec 2008
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  • this story is extremely painful to read. The sad part in this matter is that whether this story is true or not, we will never know. At this same time even if it's false, this story happens everyday in the world. If any of you guys out there can relate to this, don't let it get this far, call the police if you feel unsafe or afraid of someone, even if it's your own parent, sister, or brother. If you don't your situation will end up like this one. Save your life and someone else's, please because I know how scary it feels to be afraid of someone

    Tanya Submitted Dec 2008
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  • I was just talking to my daughter. about my childhood, and the abuse I went through on a daily basis...the beatings, rapes, verbal abuse..being abandoned..the many days in Court...........all while trying to stay in school...
    I was telling her tonight, I wish I could go to the President and help get a law passed on incest and child abuse...and to make the world more aware of it...it hurts....... it scars for life....

    Tammi Submitted Jan 2009
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  • Reading this & the comments made it made me realize how truly blessed I am to have grown up & not have anything like this happen to me. I thank GOD daily that neither of my parents were ever abusive in anyway. To all of you who have & are still suffering I pray that the one who hurt you gets to feel even 1\10 of the pain you live with everyday.

    Kathleen Submitted Mar 2009
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  • Wow!!!
    I loved the poem it reminds me about that abuse it was soo painful for me to cry. Some of my family knows about:(

    Jennifer Sanchez Submitted Jun 2009
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  • This just makes me realize that I'm happy my parents aren't abusive but I wish I could do something about all the abusive parents. Call 911 on them, tell them your a abused. Seriously you can get help please do it.

    Amber Submitted Oct 2009
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  • oh this is just beautiful. It's so so sad. I have 2 sisters. One is sitting across the room and one is in heaven as of 4 years ago. We are triplets.
    it wasn't child abuse that took Rach, but this poem is so sad.
    STOP CHILD ABUSE

    Emily Submitted Feb 2010
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  • wow this story touched me I have two sisters and I thank God my parents don't do that to us. I have joined the group on Facebook STOP CHILD ABUSE. :(

    Jessica Submitted Mar 2010
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  • The first time I read this poem, I was in class. I couldn't finish the poem because I was crying too much. I finally finished it, and when I did, I was balling my eyes out. This is truly art and heartbreaking to read. I never thought I would cry over reading something. Especially when you have a 3 year old sister, I couldn't bare to read this. This is amazing. Whoever you are, never stop writing and never give up on life...someone always cares about you..

    I care.

    -Courtney

    Courtney Baby, Fl!!!(: Submitted Apr 2010
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  • This reminds me of my best friend Ruby, she was abused by her father for 4 years. it only stopped when her younger sister ended up in hospital after her father beat her up. Her father is now in jail but Ruby and Maya will never be the same.

    Court Submitted Jul 2010
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  • This poem was so touching it make me cry. It reminds me, then I was 5, but I got thought it all, now I am 15 and happy now because I am with my dad and he looks after me. I love this poem is make me cry :(

    Lisa Submitted Jul 2010
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  • I was moved to tears to think any child could be treated so badly. I would love to take these children into my home, heart to love and care for them the way children should be. By writing the poems they are touching many hearts. We must all work towards ending this kind of abuse forever. God watch over you.

    Fran, Canada Submitted Aug 2010
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  • This poem actually has made me cry, it was so beautiful, but so sad at the same time

    Cqari, Chicago Submitted Aug 2010
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  • I was never been abused and I hope I never will be but this has touched my heart that is so broken in pieces. My dad has never hit me but he has hurt me mentally and me reading this just makes me wanna cry my heart out. This is so good and sad people shouldn't get abused it's not right.

    Kaitlyn (Emokitty) Submitted Sep 2010
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  • What a poem, I cried and prayed to God that He helps this little girl. I wish and pray for the best, for her. Maybe she shall be able to find some peace in her life.

    Becky, New York Submitted Sep 2010
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  • I love the poem, I live in Africa and this is happening almost everyday, it so painful to hear what others are going through. well I'm glad non of my parents was abusive to any of us. my mother had 8 kids while my father had 36 kids and they have loved each one of us. so I really don't understand how do you abuse your only 2 kids. I'm not sure if this is true but if it I'm so sorry Sasha may God be with you.

    Jennifer, Namibia

    Jennifer Submitted Sep 2010
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  • This poem sounds WOW in representing the world nowadays...I remember one of my student in the elementary level who were speechless for about 6 years because of parents'' verbally abused...day by day... God was the only One she trust and her place to pour her soft feelings. After years gone, now I see her as a talented young lady who serves the Lord. One thing that reminds me: God will make a way where there seems to be no way.

    Realtha, Indonesia Submitted Sep 2010
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  • I was with a client, waiting for her to fill out some paperwork and I figured I would read this while I waited. Well, needless to say I balled my eyes out and ran to the bathroom!! My client was so worried!! I had to print this for her to read so she would understand why I was so touched. I know this happens all of the world and no child deserves this treatment!!! I just wish it would stop!!! It REALLY HURTS me knowing that we can't control what happens to these babies at all times!! :(

    Deltona, FL Submitted Sep 2010
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  • I was a severely abused child at home and away from home. I didn't really have a childhood at all. This simple, gripping poem reminds me that any level of abuse from strangers is nothing, when compared to abuse from those you expect unconditional love and acceptance from. It hurts so much more when it's family.

    Alicia, Ontario Submitted Sep 2010
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  • Hi! This is Sanjay. I sympathize with Sasha. I can feel her pain. Sometimes a father can be so cruel. It happens when they get drunk or they take the frustration on the children. Luckily there are options these days. There are some helplines to save such oppressed children. But the million dollar question is how to rehabilitate such children. What is the guarantee that the foster parents or sympathizers are genuinely interested in such children and their affairs.

    Sanjay Mishra, India Submitted Sep 2010
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  • I am a foster parent and this poem is the story of so many childrens lives. Help stop child abuse. If you suspect child abuse call your local Sherriff's department and report it. You can report it anonymously. Help the children!

    Janice Moore, Rocky Mount, VA Submitted Sep 2010
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  • This poem has made me cry, how simply she explained her pain.........it was a heart touching poem.

    Anuradha Wilson, India Submitted Sep 2010
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  • I'm so sorry! I was crying all throughout this poem. It makes me very happy that you also fight against child abuse! I am 14 years of age and my father used to beat me and my older sister up until I ended up in the hospital for three months because of him. He had picked me up and threw me down the steps, my head busted open. I really loved this poem, I'm so sorry.

    R.I.P. LEIGH!

    Tara B<3 Submitted Oct 2010
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  • Oh my, that's quite shocking it made me cry, I was just thinking about my three year old sister and my dad when he is angry :/, but he would never hurt her, but I have had some bad incidents.

    Licyylokitt Submitted Oct 2010
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  • This poem make me cry. This story touched me I have two sisters and I thank God my parents don't do that to us.
    :(..

    _afika_

    Afika Submitted Nov 2010
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  • you must understand its NOT your fault! I am 14 years old and I am in care. I was abused in many ways then one. I suffered this for five years but my step dad then raped my little sister that was only seven ! I spoke up and was scared at first but they placed us together with someone that did care .... I was provided with counseling but that didn't repair the scars on my heart ..... this story touched me and I am truly sorry you where subjected to this and one day he will get what is coming to him .... I am currently fighting a case in court... I am arguing that social services do not provide us with what we need and many other things I have come to deal with while being in the care system ! SO STAND UP AND BE HEARD ... THIS SHOULD BE A LESSON FOR MANY IN OUR SITUATION .... YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BE HELPED IF YOU DON'T HELP YOURSELF, YOU MAY THINK THAT IT WILL MAKE IT WORSE, BUT REFUSE TO GO HOME AND TELL SOMEONE, AND THEY WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO HURT YOU AGAIN!

    Samantha- Jade Submitted Jan 2011
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  • I am a mother and a grandmother. I read the poem through tears. I know this kind of abuse is so prevalent in our society. It encompasses mothers, dads and anyone else with evil in their hearts. After I completed reading the poem, my concern was "What can I Do to help alleviate this horrendous treatment of our young."

    Fredie, Crutchfield Submitted Feb 2011
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  • This made me cry so much it reminds me of me right now I am 11 and my dad screams and yells at me I cry myself to sleep every night cause of him. He makes my sister and my 2 brothers cry too and my mom

    Karlee, Alaska Submitted Feb 2011
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  • Me and me friends read this poem they said it was soo sad but it reminded me of me childhood. Sometimes writing is the only way to say how your feeling. I understand. I hope that everyone going through abuse gets the help they deserve. I pray for everyone in these situations. I'm one of the lucky ones I got out so speak up get out someone is always there for you, god bless.

    Mia, Hazard KY Submitted Mar 2011
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  • This is very sad and very true. Things like this happen all the time. It sounds like how I'm living now. Except I don't have a sister, I'm alone.

    Tiffine, Mississippi Submitted Mar 2011
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  • When I was really little my mom made me stay with this woman. this woman always left and left me with her husband. I was only 5 years old and he sort of abused me. I really feel lonely sometimes and now I'm strong and brave. I help kids who have been abused I left all that behind. Now I live my dream by helping people all around the world.

    Allison Submitted May 2011
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  • This poem is soo sad. It made me cry!! It touched my heart, and my moms! I don't think that children should be taunted, and abused, and blamed for the parents being mad.

    Marissa, Panama City Submitted May 2011
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  • I'm 14, Me and My Mother butt heads everyday. but I don't understand the words she calls me. cunt. bitch. skank. slut. I thought my mom was suppose to love me and be there for her daughter no matter what. She doesn't know that every time she yells at me which is everyday that I hurt myself. I can't cry anymore and I just don't know anymore. She hurts my feelings. My friends don't listen and my friends mom told me to report her, I just don't know anymore.

    Kingsford Michigan Submitted Jun 2011
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  • This story made me cry, my best friend got abused by her mums boyfriend. Thankfully he has been put in jail for it. I hope that someday all this ends. STOP CHILD ABUSE NOW !!!!

    Tiegan Barnsley Submitted Aug 2011
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  • I am a 11 year old girl I have been touched by family members. I keep to myself I do not tell my mom because she will beat me for not telling her and if I tell my father he might kill me I am scared to tell people my secrets because they might say it aloud when we fight so whoever knows me on Facebook and reads this please don't go say it to someone else and I have been almost raped by a 45 year old man but he is now in prison for being accused of raping other children around my age

    Huntsville,Alabama Submitted Oct 2011
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  • TO HUNTSVILLE, ALABAMA WHO WROTE THIS:
    I am a 11 year old girl I have been touched by family members. I keep to myself I do not tell my mom because she will beat me for not telling her and if I tell my father he might kill me I am scared to tell people my secrets because they might say it aloud when we fight so whoever knows me on Facebook and reads this please don't go say it to someone else and I have been almost raped by a 45 year old man but he is now in prison for being accused of raping other children around my age

    GO TO AN ADULT YOU TRUST PLEASE!! ANYONE WHO IS BEING ABUSED SEXUALLY OR PHYSICALLY NEEDS TO TELL AN ADULT THEY TRUST! I know it is scary, I am 37 years old and was sexually abused when I was a teenager. If the person you tell does not listen, go to someone else. Don't give up!

    Char, Indiana Submitted Oct 2011
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  • I work on children and youth related issues as a policy analyst. But I'm thinking: what can I do to help those poor kids more other than working on policies.

    Carrie, Vancouver Submitted Mar 2012
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  • I am only 16 but I help people that get abused. I own a Facebook page if anyone ever wants to contact me. Me or one of my other members of three can help. The other two members who are older and know more because they have been through your situation not like me. But still. if you ever want help or to talk then we are here for you.

    Paul, Mn Submitted Mar 2012
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  • I was at work when I read this poem and I couldn't hold back the burst of emotion that over powered me for the pain and tears that sprung to my eyes

    so sad and am so glad it only fiction the poem for I don't know how I could have bourn it if the poem was real

    as for the poet you are a gift with words

    Nigeria Submitted Mar 2012
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  • I'm 14 and understand every last word life can be hard and there are times when you think you can't live no more but you just have to stay strong and lift your chin up. Poetry changed me and helped me get my feelings out and I can see it has provided you with the same life line.

    Kyra, Leicester Submitted 10/27/2012
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  • My best friend's kid sister died at about this age...and though I don't recall the actual circumstance, it's haunted my friend for all of her life. This poem is haunting as well; thank you for sharing, and may god heal your lonely heart.

    Spydra, Colorado Springs Submitted 1/28/2013
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