My name is Sarah <br />I am but three, <br />my eyes are swollen <br />I cannot see. <br /> <br />I must be stupid, <br />I must be bad, <br />what else could have made <br />my daddy so mad? <br /> <br />I wish I were better, <br />I wish I weren't ugly, <br />then maybe my Mommy <br />would still want to hug me. <br /> <br />I can't speak at all, <br />I can't do a wrong <br />or else I'm locked up <br />all the day long. <br /> <br />When I awake I'm all alone <br />the house is dark <br />my folks aren't home. <br /> <br />When my Mommy does come <br />I'll try and be nice, <br />so maybe I'll get just <br />one whipping tonight. <br /> <br />Don't make a sound! <br />I just heard a car <br />my daddy is back <br />from Charlie's Bar. <br /> <br />I hear him curse <br />my name he calls <br />I press myself <br />against the wall. <br /> <br />I try and hide <br />from his evil eyes <br />I'm so afraid now <br />I'm starting to cry. <br /> <br />He finds me weeping <br />he shouts ugly words, <br />he says its my fault <br />that he suffers at work. <br /> <br />He slaps me and hits me <br />and yells at me more, <br />I finally get free <br />and I run for the door. He's already locked it <br />and I start to bawl, <br />he takes me and throws me <br />against the hard wall. <br /> <br />I fall to the floor <br />with my bones nearly broken, <br />and my daddy continues <br />with more bad words spoken. <br /> <br />'I'm sorry! ' I scream <br />but its now much too late <br />his face has been twisted <br />into unimaginable hate. <br /> <br />The hurt and the pain <br />again and again <br />oh please God, have mercy! <br />oh please let it end! <br /> <br />And he finally stops <br />and heads for the door, <br />while I lay there motionless <br />sprawled on the floor. <br /> <br />My name is Sarah <br />and I am but three, <br />tonight my daddy <br />murdered me.<br /><br />brooke murphy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-daddy-3/
