The outside is too dark
Even if I see the stars
Why don’t you come and save me?
Where are you, Mommy?
The big scary man laughed
He ripped my pretty dress
He pinned me to the ground
Said I wasn’t Daddy’s princess
He’s hurting me now
Over and over and over again
I’m begging him to stop
He doesn’t listen and gave me more pain
Daddy! Daddy! I called
Help me! Help me! I cried
I’m so young and I’m so cold
I couldn’t get away even if I tried
The big scary man pulled a knife
He punched me hard and cut me
I screamed when the knife scarred my face
I screamed for Mommy and Daddy
He thought I was dead and left me
I was left lying on the ground
I can’t talk anymore so I bled and cried
I prayed to God so I’ll be found
Mom and Dad said they loved me
They said God did too
They said my guardian angel will protect me
So, my angel, where are you?
Oh, the despair.
Really, that scared me.
Oh, and that was hot off the press, so I'm sorry for the flaws and stuff.
6 comments:
Haunting.
Nicely done. If such a sad piece could have the word 'nice'. Thanks for sharing.
Adjectives fall short of me, and I fall short of them too. Its language bears the sound of pain!
Very well written and the photograph is absolutely stunning. Thanks for for following Eazy Cheezy. I'm now following this fantastic blog as well.
Brian
thanks everyone. :]
haunting indeed! Well done!
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