Rainy days and stormy nights <br />a train running through my mind <br />tree's fall knocking out the lights <br />and I somehow, lose all track of time <br /> <br />I sat there in that corner all alone <br />wondering what will happen next <br />praying that he didn't come home <br />I was wrong, now I'm in a hell of a fix <br /> <br />I heard her tell him, I got beat up bad <br />he had to come and look for himself <br />when he saw me crying he did get mad <br />after that beating, all I thought of was death <br /> <br />I was always wrong because he had his own rule <br />and no matter what I did, it just wasn't enough <br />I even had thoughts of camping out at school <br />because living at home was getting to be rough <br /> <br />I use to cry a lot, but I got broke in with pain <br />it's hard to do at time, and I can't understand <br />holding the tears all the years who can explain <br />he walked around, proudly calling himself a man <br /> <br />He just didn't know what I had been thinking <br />pay him back for all the pain that he gave me <br />wait till he passed out from all the drinking <br />could burn the house down and I would be free <br /> <br />It's sad to think of all the pain a child gets <br />so hard to deal with and seems no one cares <br />they go through this life with so many regrets <br />from living in shame and hiding from fear <br /> <br />when will it ever stop?<br /><br />Tracy Rollings<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fear-child-abuse/
