I use to lay in bed <br />and here the screams tormenting me <br />Why can't you just leave her alone <br />Who cares if she started it <br />I could here her saying I'm not giving you the bullets <br />while he bashed the side of her face with the gun <br />I'd start screaming and crying <br />the noices would finally stop <br />I would open the bedroom door <br />and find blood stains all over the walls <br />all over the carpet <br />Why do you hurt her <br />I don't understand <br />I still see the picture like it was yesterday <br />she was always beaten <br />one day you will kill her <br />how can someone be so cruel <br />I'd say mom i love you, and shed cry <br />How could he do that to her <br />she left him <br /> him and his girlfriend and her daughter beat her to a pulp <br />she lived and moved on <br />but never told on him <br />she was strong and put her head up <br />never to return to that hell<br /><br />Amber Zenisek<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/beaten-mom-abused/
