abused

a poem

Chapter 1

abused

blood comes from my scars
but i did not make them
mommy and daddy did
i was punished
but
i din't do anything
i am punished
every night
i hear a noise
someone is home
mommy and daddy
they come in
they beat me
they want to murder me
they then pick me up
hate fury anger
in their eyes
what happened
to the love and happniess and joy?
they carry me
to the window
oh no
they raise me
then
they throw me
i twirl in the air
like magic
i then
hit the ground
but theres a twist
i am am already dead

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